The Gulf Stream
Flowing serenely, the waters bending, Into the arms of bright shores, A tale of nature straining, blending The far and the near shores.
O sailor’s heart does rise on wing, As the seas embrace Where the tides impose cherry blossoms swing, To the bright, shining place.
Give heed to the wave’s sweet lullaby, That endless harmony, Let the earth and the waters sigh, Forever flow free.
- James Russell Lowell