Great-enough both accepts and subdues; the great frame takes <br />all creatures; <br />From the greatness of their element they all take beauty. <br />Gulls; and the dingy freightship lurching south in the eye of a <br />rain-wind; <br />The airplane dipping over the hill; hawks hovering <br />The white grass of the headland; cormorants roosting upon the <br />guano- <br />Whitened skerries; pelicans awind; sea-slime <br />Shining at night in the wave-stir like drowned men's lanterns; <br />smugglers signaling <br />A cargo to land; or the old Point Pinos lighthouse <br />Lawfully winking over dark water; the flight of the twilight <br />herons, <br />Lonely wings and a cry; or with motor-vibrations <br />That hum in the rock like a new storm-tone of the ocean's to <br />turn eyes westward <br />The navy's new-bought Zeppelin going by in the twilight, <br />Far out seaward; relative only to the evening star and the ocean <br />It slides into a cloud over Point Lobos.<br /><br />Robinson Jeffers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/phenomena/
