after it, the rocks;
this is where we stopped
and let the horizon come to rest.
This is as far as the sea goes
after it, the rocks
where there is something from our yesterdays
in the sound of the water’s dirge.
How we’ve learned to live with pain,
like a victim with a thief;
how beautifully the past masquerades
as tomorrow’s confidant.
This is as far as the sea goes,
after it, the rocks.