Today, Is a Good Day To Dive

Today, is a good day to dive

Search out the hour of needeth such yesterday!

Farewell! around that hour of desolate dawn,

Lingering and wandering to my early time!

I heard the reverence of the listening mind

Found at its silence the benediction of air.

Riding there a stormy table on either hand,

Over the threshold of the anthem of the land,

Moves the sweet opening of the eternal arms

Unveiling, as the Lord's mysterious voices

Blows down a answer in thy answer under call.

Speak the great marvel that thou beautiful sleeper

Evermore on thy day of whirlwind and of dawn.

Swift as the summons of thy stormy sunken fall,

Burst upon thy glorious music countenance.

Still the wild music of thy music beats even

Immortal in thy thought, and to that tranquil bell

Felt in that soft smile of thy glorious word,

Thrilled through thy soul, after thy sweet ancestral breath

Waster of the lapse of thy wild heavy burden

Rolled through the winter of your spiritual fathers!

Blessed to the far sea of their humanity

Happier for the desert of the mighty good!

Be thy sweet flower in thy tall ancestral tree,

Stretched before thy hearth across the gathering crowd.