POEM: THE SOUND OF THE SEA# BY HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

THE SOUND OF THE SEA

(Forwarded by Thomas Philip)

The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,

And round the pebbly beaches far and wide
I heard the first wave of the rising tide
Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep;
A voice out of the silence of the deep,
A sound mysteriously multiplied
As of a cataract from the mountain’s side,
Or roar of winds upon a wooded steep

So comes to us at times, from the unknown

And inaccessible solitudes of being,
The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul;

And inspirations, that we deem our own,

Are some divine foreshadowing and foreseeing
Of things beyond our reason or control.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow