as is the sea marvelous
from god’s
hands which sent her forth
to sleep upon the world
 
and the earth withers
the moon crumbles
one by one
stars flutter into dust
 
but the sea
does not change
and she goes forth out of hands and
she returns into hands
 
and is with sleep….
 
love,
    the breaking
 
of your
        soul
        upon
my lips

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