The universe declares your name
The stars cry out your wondrous fame
And every hawk, and hare, and crane
Sing out the works you've made.
The rivers splash your rending tune
The groves speak splendor in the moon
The sun that drips from human runes
Shields mortals from the shade---
For so are we---though nature lives---
Though planets' light forever gives;
We, mortals, proclaiming you before
This evidence of heaven's door.