On the secret seashore <br />white like a pigeon <br />we thirsted at noon; <br />but the water was brackish. <br /> <br />On the golden sand <br />we wrote her name; <br />but the sea-breeze blew <br />and the writing vanished. <br /> <br />With what spirit, what heart, <br />what desire and passion <br />we lived our life: a mistake! <br />So we changed our life.<br /><br />Giorgos Seferis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/denial-3/
