HEART’S TIDE
I thought I had forgotten you,
So far apart our lives were thrust!
’Twas only as the earth forgets
The seed the sower left in trust.
’Twas only as the creeks forget
The tides that left their hollows dry;
Or as the home-bound ship forgets
Streamers of seaweed drifting by.
My heart is earth that keeps untold
The secret of the seeds that sleep.
My thoughts are chalices of sand;
Your memory floods them and I weep.
Harper’s Ethel M. Hewitt