O gentle sister spirit, when you smile <br />My soul is like a lonely coral isle, <br />An islet shadowed by a single palm, <br />Ringed round with reef and foam, but inly calm. <br /> <br />And all day long I listen to the speech <br />Of wind and water on my charmed beach: <br />I see far off beyond mine outer shore <br />The ocean flash, and hear his harmless roar. <br /> <br />And in the night-time when the glorious sun, <br />With all his life and all his light, is done, <br />The wind still murmurs in my slender tree, <br />And shakes the moonlight on the silver sea.<br /><br />Archibald Lampman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-islet-and-the-palm/
