Look At The Seas

look look at the seas how they be green my love look at the waves that go round there look at the fort the other side the height of rising waves the anger of the sea the trammels of the earth our earth the low-lying verses are in the last minutes saved by a brilliant goal redeemed; see! look! hear! the trees they whisper I a Poet Seer their words and language understood hear them understood them speak of night to cover earth a day to come I heard them whispering but heard not the date yet that would not be the day of wrath that day, my Monsignor?