Carmel by the Sea

White sun, white seagulls, White sand that crunches… White dunes, white stones And cypress in flight…

Wave after wave—the ocean roars, Shrouded in grey mists… A cypress cliff—rises above the shore, And dunes—in snow-white waves.

Sand scattered—like milk upon the earth, I wander with bare feet Toward myself and toward my fate— Into the elements, as into God I delve…