Deep, strong and yet peaceful.
This is the place where we live. I mean, from where we live we face the ocean. Reformulating, this is the view we see from our place.
We often walk on the beach.
Pick up shells.
Watch the birds.
The birds at the beach. The birds watching the sea.
And because today there is sunshine, I’m going to stop right here and go seize the day. But not without leaving you with one of my favorite poets, Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen, and one of her many poetical works about the sea.
Midday. A corner of the deserted beach.
The huge, deep, open sun on high
Has chased all the gods from the sky.
The harsh light falls like a punishment.
There are no ghosts and no souls,
And the immense, solitary, ancient sea
Seems to clap its hands.
* The title of this post is the beginning of another Sophia’s poem, that goes like this:
Of all corners of the world
I love with a stronger and deeper love
That ecstatic and naked beach,
Where I bonded with the sea, the wind and the moon.