My Light with Yours

Ships at dawn, anchored near Cumberland Island.

My Light with Yours
Edgar Lee Masters, 1868 – 1950

I
When the sea has devoured the ships,
And the spires and the towers
Have gone back to the hills.
And all the cities
Are one with the plains again.
And the beauty of bronze,
And the strength of steel
Are blown over silent continents,
As the desert sand is blown—
My dust with yours forever.
II
When folly and wisdom are no more,
And fire is no more,
Because man is no more;
When the dead world slowly spinning
Drifts and falls through the void—
My light with yours
In the Light of Lights forever!
Ships at dawn, anchored near Cumberland Island.
Ships at dawn, anchored near Cumberland Island.

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