This was the day of bounding into the ocean in the early evening when the angled rays of the sun light the beach in a golden glow and and the never-ending rush of waves dance with us ... we are Amphitrite ... we are Halosydne ... we are Thetis ... we are, a sea born goddess ...
Posts from August 2012
“You create yourself in ever-changing shapes
that rise from the stuff of our days —
unsung, unmourned, undescribed
like a forest we never knew.
You are the deep innerness of all things,
the last word that can never be spoken.
To each of us you reveal yourself differently:
to the ship as coastline, to the shore as ship.”
~ an excerpt (II, 22) from Rilke's Book of Hours