The silver strand of fading day <br /> has slipped behind the sea <br /> Reflections slowly lose their glow <br /> as evening calls to me. <br /> <br /> When heaven sparks its candlelight <br /> and hangs the moon on high; <br /> It spies the ruffled petticoats <br /> that sweeps and mystify. <br /> <br /> The rhythmic break of waves on shore-- <br /> nepenthe to the brain-- <br /> Is anodyne to restless soul <br /> and peace with moonlight's wane.<br /><br />E. June Mathews<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lull-of-the-sea/
