The Secret Splendour

The unapproachable sea-rim

Mauve spells of shadow-glamour dim.

A half-seen hush, cloud-reveries ride

The speckled resonance of tide.

Spray-beauty quivers, vaguely blown

Through vistas of a joy unknown ....

Dawn now, O fugitive soul-shine,

Above thought's voyageless skyline!

O waves of wonder, God-surprise

 Bring to the vigil-shore of eyes!

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