Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman




Look, love, along the low hills 
The first stars! 
God's hand is lighting the watchfires for us, 
To last until dawn.

Hark, love, the wild whippoorwills!

Those weird bars,
Full of dark passion, will pierce the dim forest,
All night, on and on,

Till the overbrimmed bowl of life spills,
And time mars

The one perfect piece of his handcraft, love's lifetime
From dewrise till dawn.

Foolish heart, fearful of ills! 
Shall the stars  
Require a reason, the birds ask a morrow?

Heed thou love alone!