Tiny Oars

Tiny oars That had from the heavens Fallen Fallen the silent seas To ply In to that paradise nocturnal Where sweet palms Flourished all secret over The waters though coast by Yet whose roots Uprooted from the soils of earth Now rested on the liquid seas There were the waters that Flashed by And danced rising and falling As dolphins of the night: As dolphins do by day and morning So The relished silver spouts arose and Fell And played And Poet Seers would hear them Gargle and chuckle as fond water-babes In fairy tales of deep and ancient age