Heaven's Eye

One afternoon on a dusty road
I gazed up into the west'ring sky:
Beheld therein methinks Heaven's eye!
Else 'twas but a wisp of cloud
'Round the sinking sun,
Day's battle with Night nearly lost and done.

As a jet passed by that staring eye
In the deepening sky of summer failing --
With a thunderous roar and air-sliced wailing --
I wondered if a kind God did watch,
Or that aerial notch was hole into Hell,
From which foul Night fell to drink and feast
Upon the land of Man and Beast.

Of these and many things I thought,
What Good forgot, and Evil forbode,
As I walked along the dusty road.