Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XCI


 

Out of the floor of the greenish sea 
Flowers the scarlet moon, 
Thrusting the tip of her budding lip 
Through its watery sheath in the waiting June.

Out of the grey of forgotten things

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My heart shall arise at full,
And illumine space to find your face 
By a love-light quiet and wonderful.