When The Wind Is Low

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Title:     When The Wind Is Low
Author: Cale Young Rice [More Titles by Rice]

(To A. H. R.)

When the wind is low, and the sea is soft,
And the far heat-lightning plays
On the rim of the West where dark clouds nest
On a darker bank of haze;
When I lean o'er the rail with you that I love
And gaze to my heart's content;
I know that the heavens are there above--
But you are my firmament.

When the phosphor-stars are thrown from the bow
And the watch climbs up the shroud;
When the dim mast dips as the vessel slips
Thro the foam that seethes aloud;
I know that the years of our life are few,
And fain as a bird to flee,
That time is as brief as a drop of dew--
But you are Eternity.

[The end]
Cale Young Rice's poem: When The Wind Is Low

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