quietness † drink deep, drink deep of quietness and on the margins of the sea remember not thine old distress nor all the miseries to be calmer than mists, and cold as they, that fold on fold up the dim valley are rolled : learn thou to be the past : it was a feverish dream a drunken slumber full of tears the future : o what wild wings gleam wheeled in the van of desperate years thou lovest the evening : dawn glimmers : the night is gone what dangers lure thee on what dreams more fierce but meanwhile, now the east is gray the hour is pale, the cocks yet dumb be glad before the birth of day take thy brief rest ere morning come here in the beautiful woods all night the sea-mist floods thy last of solitudes thy yearlong home the past : it was a feverish dream a drunken slumber full of tears the future : o what wild wings gleam wheeled in the van of desperate years ~ † adapted from robinson jeffers, "song of quietness" californians : the macmillan company, new york : 1916 sound design by rjh and suno v6 illustration by rjh and chat-gpt 6.1 sol (light) special thanks to coastridge for bringing the spirit of robinson jeffers to these pages ... 🙏
