“There are disappointments which wring us, and there are those which inflict a wound whose mark we bear to our graves. Such are so keen that no future gratification of the same desire can ever obliterate them: they become registered as a permanent loss of happiness.” 'A Pair of Blue Eyes' by Thomas Hardy.

Upon this beach of ground sand and shells
Come! See the image of the rolling sea.
This new found land ground by the tides,
These wide expanses framed by cliffs of sky
On the windward side the mere placidity of day.
Trilobites embedded, beneath my feet
Quartz and Muscovite glitter in the granite
The wind and the waves have had the time
To form sea views, sculpt’d rocks, caves.
Time grinds the face of all mankind
Time wears the skin thin and haggard
Sea views, hidden rocks, caves.
Her eyes address
A story drawn from:

Dreams, Wishes, Memories,
The holy trinity of centuries.