Serenity:

Thalatta by J. B. Brown

I stand upon the summit of my years.

Behind the toil, the camp, the march, the strife,

The wandering and the desert; vast, afar,

Beyond this weary way, behold!

The Sea!


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The sea o'erswept by clouds and winds and wings,

By thoughts and wishes manifold, whose breath

Is freshness and whose mighty pulse is peace.

Palter no question of the dim Beyond;

Cut lose the bark; such voyage itself is rest.


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Majestic motion, unimpeded scope,

A widening heaven, a current without care.

Eternity! Deliverance, promise, course!

Time-tired souls salute thee

from the shore.






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