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...HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN THE ROSES ON THE TERRACE by ALFRED TENNYSON RING FROM THE RIM OF THE GLASS, BOYS by JOHN CLINTON ANTHONY THE HUSBAND'S PETITION by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN A SONG OF SUN SETTING by JANE BARLOW |