A Sea-shell

A Sea-shell

A sea-shell comes and rests on the sand
washed awhile ago
by the silent tide in a moment of an awesome uneasy calm.
Incredible are the tones that blend
and incarnate on the corny surfaces of the shell and the sand.
"Bones and blood and the tides that roam",
have inscribed the story of the sea and the sand,
ages in the history of Nature's saga
of eternal rounds of life.
And we are all of it, a part and eventually the whole of it,
"in our bones and blood and the veins of our being"