CREATIVE EVOLUTION 



(After Bergson) 



Out of a sense of immediacy 



Comes an intuition of things forming. 



Pressed up by the vital urge, 



Mind meets matter and matter mind 



In mutual understanding. 



That which apprehends, since by the object shaped, 



A fitting instrument is for what itself has wrought. 



From the same stuff, 



Cut by an identical process, 



Thing and intellect to congruence come, 



In a space-world forever unfolding. 



No pre-established harmony this 



Of inner to outer realm corresponding, 



Nor spirit nor form by the other determined. 



Stranger far the genesis whereof I speak: 



From the universal flux, 



In a moment that is ever unique, 



Life to new consciousness springs; 



Creator and created together evolve, 



In a time-stream forever flowing. 



(Urge of the elan vital we might believe it, 



Did not Intuition whisper, "A Final Cause?") 



