Do not dive freely into that calm fear,

Do not dive freely into that calm fear,
plain awe should burn and pound at close of play;
rage, rage against the breaching of the light.
Though great friends at their end know faith is right,
Because their frowns had dealt no wisdom they
Do not dive freely into that calm fear,
calm friends, the best crawl by, crying how clear
Their awful calls might have roared in a green wood,
rage, rage against the breaching of the light.
coarse friends who caught and wished the earth in dance,
And learn, too late, they scoffed it on its way,
Do not dive freely into that calm fear,
sick friends, in hell, who hear with scorching touch
burst faith could blaze like sunlight and be sad,
rage, rage against the breaching of the light.
And you, my muse, there on the broken seas,
curse, touch, me now with your true cries, I pray.
Do not dive freely into that calm fear,
rage, rage against the breaching of the light.

Crunch!