Black Screen Waves Crashing in the Lagoon for Sleeping

Wave by wave o'er the sandy bar,
Up to the coast lights, glimmering wan,
Out of the darkness deep and far,
Slowly the tide came creeping on.
Through the clamor of billowy strife
Another voice went wailing thin;
The first faint cry of a new-born life
Broke on the night and the tide was in.

Wave by wave o'er the sandy bar,
Back again from the sleeping town,
Back to the darkness deep and far,
Slowly the tide went dropping down.
Silence lay on the chamber of death;
Silence lay on the land about;
The last low flutter of weary breath
Fell on the night and the tide was out.