HEART’S TIDE

I thought I had forgotten you, So far apart our lives were thrust! ’Twas only as the earth forgets The seed the sower left in trust. ’Twas only as the creeks forget The tides that left their hollows dry; Or as the home-bound ship forgets Streamers of seaweed drifting by. My heart is earth that keeps untold The secret of the seeds that sleep. My thoughts are chalices of sand; Your memory floods them and I weep. Harper’s Ethel M. Hewitt