Calmly the wearied seamen
rest beneath their own blue sea
The ocean solitudes are
blessed for there is purity
Earth has guilt - the earth has care
unquiet are its graves and
peaceful sleep is never there*
*Intersections: Poetry&Mathematics—A square: the number of syllables in a line equals the number of lines, 7x7.
Thought from Nathaniel Hawthorne
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