Lake Cycle

The rock-encinctured bay,

Small peak and precipice -

Upon my cheek the spray

Melts like a kiss,

And in my heart a hope

Hypnotic ranges,

Born of the water-scope's

Unchanging changes.

Heart, where impending night

Lies like a cancer,

Here in the steely light

Look for your question's answer.

The wave becomes enough,

Collects, capsizes ;

Out of its smoking trough,

Green-white, the phoenix rises.

End is begun again,

Begun is always ending.

Falls like the fall of man

Make their own mending.