There goes an ocean road
And none other is there of its kind:
Where systems meet on earth below—
There languids creep on agéd line:

And languids chatter in their fears
Soon random ones would fall away,
To walk this road to distant earth,
To one distant in distant name:

And no great lesson this road will teach
In the deep blue mystic that lead the souls:
On soaken road, these languids creep
In bottom's deep on ocean soil.