The City And The Silence

Deeper than ocean's thunder unsubdued, Titanic voices of the warfare strong Of man on fellow-man about me throng In my captivity. Yet how elude The tumult of the torrents that exclude The voices that to loneliness belong? How may I find thy silences, O Song? Thine angels whisper but in solitude. I am set far from that. Fast as a flow'r In some sad city-garden, for release I search my grim horizon without cease, Craving, if only for a little hour, The stillness and the shadow of a bow'r Where the blue mountains hold a realm of peace.