THE MOTHER OF TIME


OUT of an infinite ocean

Time arose;

By his shore with a thunderous motion

That Splendour flows.


Here is one shell of Its bringing.

Cast on the beach ;

Hold it and hark to the singing,

Eternity speech.


Flotsam and jetsam of One hood

Unbaffled and free,

Spurring Time to remember his son hood,

His mother—the Sea.


February 26, 1937.


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