Night Song at Amalfi

I asked the heaven of stars

What I should give my love--

It answered me with silence,

Silence above.

I asked the darkened sea

Down where the fishers go--

It answered me with silence,

Silence below.

Oh, I could give him weeping,

Or I could give him song--

But how can I give silence

My whole life long? 

 

Sara Teasdale，1884-1933