Endurance; My Maiden At The Foot Of The Sea

A maiden there lives, at the foot of the sea. She goes by the name a virture-Endurance, who my preying eyes caught at the west wind. She loves nothing in the world, except me, as my soul delights in her. My heart's knee is bent before her anaconda love. She has no self left, no fears, no wants... Nothing, except me. Divinity's eyes must envy her & me; for my eyes have made religion of her. My gusty love for her enchants the winged seraphs of Heaven.... So today, where the sun rises, have I carved the memory of you-the friend of my soul- upon my heart.