OUR LIVES float on quiet waters . . . Down softly flowing streams, Where silvery willows Shadow calm waves. Gentle bird-songs And murmuring freshets Leap from the woodland In snowy circlets. Green embowers us, And fragrant mosses, Spicy odors That drift in the languid Swaying breezes . . . Our lives float on quiet waters . . . And my Love and I Wonder at twilight, When flaming banners Spread in the heavens, How long this Beauty -- This stately silence . . . E'er once again we shall drift On the turbulent, open sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMI GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |