Standing at the margin where sand and water meet,
Peaceful in the sunshine and sleepy in the heat,
Water creeping closer, sand pulling down my feet,
One day standing on the beach.
Venture to the ocean where tide runs out and falls,
Turn toward the mainland where the lofty mountain calls,
Both incomprehensible and me, so very small,
Next day standing on the beach.
Darkness fills the valleys an...
