The timeless waves, bright, sifting, broken glass, <br />Came dazzling around, into the rocks, <br />Came glinting, sifting from the Americas <br /> <br />To posess Aran. Or did Aran rush <br />to throw wide arms of rock around a tide <br />That yielded with an ebb, with a soft crash? <br /> <br />Did sea define the land or land the sea? <br />Each drew new meaning from the waves' collision. <br />Sea broke on land to full identity.<br /><br />Seamus Heaney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lovers-on-aran/
