As strong, as deep, as wide as is the sea, <br />Though by the wind made restless as the wind, <br />By billows fretted and by rocks confined, <br />So strong, so deep, so wide my love for thee. <br />And as the sea; though oft huge waves arise, <br />So oft that calms can never quite assuage, <br />So huge that ocean’s whole self seems to rage; <br />Yet tranquil, deep, beneath the tempest lies: <br />So my great love for thee lies tranquil, deep, <br />Forever; though above it passions fierce, <br />Ambition, hatred, jealousy; like waves <br />That seem from earth’s core to the sky to leap, <br />But ocean’s depths can never really pierce; <br />Hide its great calm, while all the surface raves.<br /><br />Francis William Bourdillon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-ii-16/
