– Ah ! puisque c\u2019est ainsi, je ne veux pas de Dieu !
\nJe ne veux pas de Dieu ! – Voil\u00e0 ton cri morose.
\nAyant trouv\u00e9 le mal au bout de toute chose,
\nAyant, trouv\u00e9 le fond amer, -l\u2019homme manqu\u00e9
\nPar l\u2019incompr\u00e9hensible et fatal anank\u00e9,
\nTu dis : – Je hais le dieu, si c\u2019est cela le monde !
\nPour juger l\u2019ouvrier, sur son oeuvre on se fonde ;
\nOr l\u2019ouvrage est mauvais, donc l\u2019auteur est m\u00e9chant,
\nEt je hais ce Dieu ! – Puis, un remords te touchant,
\nTu dis : – Mais j\u2019ai peut-\u00eatre err\u00e9 ; l\u2019ombre est profonde ;
\nPeut-\u00eatre n\u2019est-ce pas dans Dieu que va ma sonde ;
\nPeut-\u00eatre, \u00f4 vain chercheur, Dieu m\u2019a-t-il \u00e9chapp\u00e9 ;
\nSi je m\u2019\u00e9tais tromp\u00e9 ?<\/p>\n
Tu ne t\u2019es pas tromp\u00e9.
\nTa sonde est bien tomb\u00e9e \u00e0 l\u2019ab\u00eeme supr\u00eame ;
\nOui, tu viens de jeter ton esprit dans-Dieu m\u00eame;
\nOui, c\u2019est ce pr\u00e9cipice \u00e9norme de rayons,
\nC\u2019est Dieu.<\/p>\n
Jette une \u00e9ponge \u00e0 l\u2019Oc\u00e9an, voyons ;<\/p>\n
Reprends-la. Qu\u2019as-tu ? Rien. Un verre d\u2019eau sal\u00e9e.
\nQuant \u00e0 la mer, profonde et terrible m\u00eal\u00e9e,
\nQuant \u00e0 l\u2019immensit\u00e9 des \u00e9cumes, des bruits,
\nDes flots, incessamment d\u00e9truits et reconstruits,
\nQuant au chaos d\u00e9s chocs, des trombes,. des temp\u00eates,
\nDont l\u2019ouragan hagard sonne les sombres f\u00eates,
\nPlein de\u2019 monstres sans nom qui r\u00f4dent engloutis,
\nCachant des oasis et des O-Ta\u00eftis
\nO\u00f9 des idylles vont et viennent toutes nues ;
\nQuant \u00e0 cette tourmente insondable de nues,
\nD\u2019ondes, d\u2019\u00e9cueils, d\u2019azur flottant, d\u2019azur qui luit ;
\nQuant \u00e0 ce gouffre o\u00f9 na\u00eet le matin, o\u00f9 la nuit
\nTrempe sa robe d\u2019ombre et son manteau d\u2019\u00e9toiles ;
\nQuant \u00e0 ce rendez-vous des- souffles et des voiles ;
\nQuant \u00e0 cet infini, noir, fauve, \u00e9blouissant,
\nCrois-tu que tu le tiens dans ta main ? A pr\u00e9sent
\nS\u2019il te pla\u00eet de porter \u00e0 ta bouche ce verre,
\nS\u2019il te pla\u00eet de tremper ta l\u00e8vre \u00e0 l\u2019eau s\u00e9v\u00e8re,
\nEt si ton estomac fr\u00e9mit en la buvant,
\nSi ton visc\u00e8re abject-se soul\u00e8ve, trouvant
\nUne saveur am\u00e8re \u00e0 la chose sublime,
\nEst-ce que tu diras qu\u2019ayant go\u00fbt\u00e9 l\u2019ab\u00eeme; \u2019
\nTu viens, toi qui ne vis que si bas et si peu,
\nDe revomir la mer et de recracher Dieu ?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"parent":0,"template":"","meta":{"inline_featured_image":false,"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"default","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"default","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"set","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}}},"annee":[457],"poems-book":[456],"poemes-theme":[],"poete":[206],"class_list":["post-10489","poemes","type-poemes","status-publish","hentry","annee-457","poems-book-derniere-gerbe","poete-victor-hugo"],"yoast_head":"\n