A Life's Love

As waves crash into foam upon Earth's shores,
And all their driving force dissolves in peace,
So do my self-driv'n prides meet your resource,
Which bids their angry heaving surges cease;
And broken to a humbler, kinder form,
Which seeks to wash more gently, tired feet,
So does my life regain its long-lost norm,
With cooling balm your patient shores to greet.
Then your true love receives me, drinks me in;
All of my life is peaceful, loving flow,
And to the deepest ocean I am kin,
Whence I once came, whither I soon shall go;
But had I ne'er found peace upon your shore,
Had roamed my angry billows evermore.