CONFLICT AND REST, a poem

THROUGH the long voyage we may welcome day,
     Glad when the night is gone,
So many threat'ning perils of the way
     Vanish before the dawn;

And yet a deeper darkness we may crave
     When strife indeed is past,
And we from stress of tempest and of wave
     Are nearing port at last.

"Conflict and Rest" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in Lyrics of Life (1909).