Teach the child to pray to the blue waves, For they are the heavens beneath, the clouds their foam, The sun's reflection that the bright sea laves More gently brings our feeble eyes home. Teach the child to pray to the pure sky, It is the ocean above, whose waves are clouds, The gloom of a tempest where spent sailors die Is not so sad to follow in those shrouds. Teach the child to pray to all things: The bee of the spirit will form a honey above On the living @3Ave@1 where a rosebud sings, Chaplet of perfumes on the rosary of love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FINE DAY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DORA WILLIAMS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CONTRA MORTEM: THE WHEEL OF BEING II by HAYDEN CARRUTH A BIT OF SKY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CREDO by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |