"AN ODE TO OHOPE"

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 9, Issue 36, 18 January 1946, Page 2

"AN ODE TO OHOPE"

Zealandin’s famous coastal gem— A sun-kissed wave washed diadem. When dawn sweeps shades of night

away And opens wide the gates of day Roseate morn comes smiling through With her rainbow-tinted retinue. Envoys of the glorious sun That demonstrate till clay is done The wisdom equity and might Of Him who said “Let there be

lightI*’ 1 *’ To shine with impartial plcntitude Upon the evil and the good. The purest air in all the world Is breathed along Ohope’s shore A plunge into the foaming surf Health and vigour soon restore. The mystic rhythm of the deep Soothes tired eyes and minds to

sleep. The Queen of Night floodlights the Bay

And forms a glittering path way Where mermaids fair are said to play. H may be the path the angels tread Wher. they come to visit mortals dead. To the world and its troubles for

1 a while As they 7 turn them in their sleep and smile. I But through the darkness o’er the deep Evil spirits steal and creep Shoreward with the incoming tide

To haunt some sad lonely bedside Whose, occupant awakes to cry “A helpless hopeless wreck am I! Not lit to live —afraid to die.” May be these seaside beauty spots Are His hand planted “Forget Me Nots” Of a love that ne’er will loose Us hold On the- farthest wanderer from Ilis fold. H. SERGANT