TRANSFUSION

A shoal-light flashes east,

And livid lightning west,

The silvery dark night-sea between,

On which we ride at rest,

And gaze far, far away

Into the fretless skies,

World-sadness in our thought — but ah,

Content within our eyes.

The ship's bell strikes — the sound

Floats shrouded to our ears,

Then suddenly, as at a touch,

The universe appears

A Presence Infinite

That penetrates our love

And makes us one with night and sea

And all the stars above.