Sarah Williams, Deep-Sea Soundings

[hhimring]

Deep-sea Soundings

MARINER, what of the deep?
This of the deep:
Twilight is there, and solemn, changeless calm;
Beauty is there, and tender healing balm-
Balm with no root in earth, or air, or sea, 
Poised by the finger of God, it floateth free,
And, as it threads the waves, the sound doth rise,-
Hither shall come no further sacrifice;
Never again the

Comments

[duathir]

Excellent; thank you.