Are you akin to such as these?
The little waves they flash and rise,
And lisp this answer wonderingly,
With laughter in their glancing eyes:
“They are the sea—we are the sea.”
O small, spent waves of surging time,
Which break and fall upon life’s shore
With soft and intermittent chime,
A moment seen, then seen no more,
How are you linked, if linked you be,