The Ocean

The roaring ocean waves this evening Hit hard that big smooth rock on the beach And when the waves return, the seabirds land again on the rock With the roar of the sea and the repeated flight of birds and their return to the rock On the other side of the sea the light red sun hugs the silver sea surface Only the poet in this very cold weather stands on the coast He looks and looks at the sky and the water right and left, And meditates misses the summer, and the moon And …