Beneath this beach of sand and shells

I see the image of the rolling sea.

Such new-found-land frames and hides

These wide horizons; I walk along the cliff:

Sheer drop upon the windward side,

Embedded trilobites, beneath my feet

Quartz and Muscovite from the granite

Weathered by the winds and waves

Sea-formed outcrops, hidden rocks, caves.

Time carves the face of all mankind

Time shears the skin, sculpts the lines

The sinking eyes that wane unto a false

Extinction:. dreams, desires, memories

The oft-neglected holy trinity, of centuries.