SEA-MEASURE.
Reading edition
All night long the even roll of sea Rhythmic and slow On silence to whose inner mystery No man may go. Socrates, Plato, Christ must all have heard Walking the lonely beach Listening for that hidden inner word That they might teach. All lonely men the centuries send down To master human things Must have been strengthened by this monotone To evener ponderings. Quietly feeling what we feel tonight That there is hidden bond Between our Deepselves and some infinite Deepness beyond.