Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




Far hence in the infinite silence 
How we shall learn and forget, 
Know and be known, and remember 
Only the name of regret?

Sown in that ample quiet,


We shall break sheath and climb, 
Seeds of a single desire 
In the heart of the apple of time.

We shall grow wise as the flowers, 
And know what the bluebirds sing,


When the hands of the grasses unravel 
The wind in the hollows of spring.

And out of the breathless summer 
The aspen leaves will stir, 
At your low sweet laugh to remember

The imperfect things we were.