THE DEPTHS

by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919)

      OT only sun-kissed heights are fair. Below
      The cold, dark billows of the frowning deep
      Do lovely blossoms of the ocean sleep,
      Rocked gently by the waters to and fro.
      The coral beds with magic colors glow,
      And priceless pearl-encrusted mollusks heap
      The glittering rocks where shining atoms leap
      Like living broken rainbows.
       
      Even so
      We find the sea of sorrow. Black as night
      The sullen surface meets our frightened gaze.
      As down we sink to darkness and despair.
      But at the depths! such beauty, such delight!
      Such flowers as never grew in pleasure's ways.
      Ah! not alone are sun-kissed summits fair.

"The Depths" is reprinted from Poems of Sentiment. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. London: Gay & Hancock, 1910.

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