When I was far from the sea's voice and vastness I looked for God in the days and hours and seasons; But now, by its large and eternal tides surrounded, I know I shall find Him only in the greater swing of the years. For like the sea's are His mysteries, not to be learned from a single surf-beat; No wave suffices Him for a revelation. Like the sea's, that dower all lands with dews that bring forth blossoms, Yet have no memory of its far salt surges. I will be patient then, sure that stars are not merely jetsam Tossing on waters of waste Omnipotence; Sure that the tidal swing of the centuries Is not without a meaning for mankind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FEW RULES FOR BEGINNERS by KATHERINE MANSFIELD YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE SAY by JAMES GALVIN NEW YEAR'S EVE by DAVID IGNATOW INEVITABLY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |