"It Swells In Silence"

it swells in silence and arrays the host
while nearly terminating that by which we boast

sustains existence by reserved display
rejoices in its growing hope throughout the day

made merciful by unexpected chance
to others who await the winsome circumstance

leads men to heaven who lived amidst a hell
much like a grit of sand within an oyster shell

that bends though polishes and wounds the flesh
to teach the heartless brute of tragic tenderness

so seeming sentimental silence sends
effects for lovers by affections dividends

as mental wrinkles weigh the heart of trust
it beckons lovers stumble wherever they are thrust

contented by the company of one
although senescent wherewithal will come

unbreakable, unbroken, stretches still,
and seeks to win the bachelor though it can kill

and as it sleighs the lonely, ostracized
it raises him by that same hope which it relies.

by Wm. Rieppe Moore