The ocean is a dream of peace, On hills of calm the sunshine lies; All is a-thrill with sweet release And hints of paradise. The sea-front crested black with pines Glimmers beneath with golden sands, And all its gentle curving shines With grace of happy lands. Unmarred by whispers of the air The ocean mirrors back the shore, A lover with his memories fair To pleasure softly o'er. So doubly beautiful the sea With images of loveliness, Like some pure soul perceived to be More than it dares express; Like some pure, humble, tender face That echoes others' joys alone, Until those mirrorings of grace Become its very own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WOODSMOKE AT 70 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. GREGORY WENNER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMI GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |