I drift along the tide of life, It flows and ebbs and so do I. At times the waves run shallow-wise And carry me near empty shores. Again, they bound to fury's height And sing with other worlds of things -- The air, the skies, the sun, the moon, The stars and night -- eternal tunes. The rush, then calm, the light, then dark, Like notes on life's harp, harmonize. One floats awhile, then vanishes; One flourishes, then fades away. Life's spell is spent midst laughs and sighs And cries, then silence stills them all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LEINSTER by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY THE DARK MAN by NORA (CHESSON) HOPPER TO CHARLOTTE PULTENEY [IN HER MOTHER'S ARMS] by AMBROSE PHILIPS PALINODE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES |