Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




The day is lost without thee,
The night has not a star.
Thy going is an empty room
Whose door is left ajar.

Depart: it is the footfall

Of twilight on the hills.
Return: and every rood of ground
Breaks into daffodils.

Thy coming is companioned
By presences of bliss;

The rivers and the little leaves
All know how good it is.