THE WAVE—By Laura Rathbone
Whither goest thou, turbulent wave,
Whither goest thou in such haste?
Why seekest thou so early a grave,
Lost so soon in the sea’s great waste?
Ere thou hast lived thou sinkest away
Into the sea’s immensity,
As doth the night at break of day,
Thou stealest ‘way all silently.
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Knowest thou not I’m the Wave of Life?
From narrow stream ...I set me free;
Released ...My Soul —from struggle and strife
I sink into eternity.
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