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THE DEEPS OF SILENCE by JAQUELINE NEWTON DELAMATER

First Line: AS SOFTLY IN OUR SHALLOP SWAYING SLOW
Last Line: OLD WOUNDS WITH SILENCE, AUDIBLE, SINCERE.
Subject(s): SILENCE;

As softly in our shallop swaying slow
On dark waves kissed by darting stars that seem
To hover close, faint lighting up our dream
Like myriad fireflies, above, below --
Translucent darkness, blotting out all woe
And all the dear, dead hopes that ever teem
Untamed beyond the borders of their dim demesne
Except when your der head is pillowed so
Upon my knee; then like the waters, stars,
Unfathomed, intermingling deeps, we feel
Each in the other lost, and God most near.
What though, red ominous, the beacon Mars
Gleams o'er our course? For now we pause to heal
Old wounds with silence, audible, sincere.



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