A Symbol

Over the still deep rose the morning sun,
   Like Ocean’s monarch from his Triton’s cave,
A little moment, ere his race begun,
   Two kindled orbs their mingling glories gave; 
And ever up as the great Splendor run,
   Down, down his image sunk into the wave.
Till now far past their mutual horizon
   They speed to mingle in the western wave.
And such is Life. The sunrise of our birth
   Reveals Heaven wedded to the nether sphere,
Still lower seeming sinks the life of earth,
   As the divine Soul mounts in proud career,
Till from the torn wave soaring to the sky
The Earth-life joins once more its Immortality.