There's a hush and stillness calm and deep, <br />For the waves have wooed all the winds to sleep <br />In the shadow of headlands bold and steep; <br />But some gracious spirit has taken the cup <br />Of the crystal sky and filled it up <br />With rosy wine, and in it afar <br />Has dissolved the pearl of the morning star. <br /> <br />The girdling hills with the night-mist cold <br />In purple raiment are hooded and stoled <br />And smit on the brows with fire and gold; <br />And in the distance the wide, white sea <br />Is a thing of glamor and wizardry, <br />With its wild heart lulled to a passing rest, <br />And the sunrise cradled upon its breast. <br /> <br />With the first red sunlight on mast and spar <br />A ship is sailing beyond the bar, <br />Bound to a land that is fair and far; <br />And those who wait and those who go <br />Are brave and hopeful, for well they know <br />Fortune and favor the ship shall win <br />That crosses the bar when the dawn comes in.<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/harbor-dawn/
