Before the squall

Stevenson beach, by Dylan Walker. Wonderfully dramatic image for today.

The wind is rising on the sea, 
The windy white foam-dancers leap; 
And the sea moans uneasily, 
And turns to sleep, and cannot sleep. 

Ridge after rocky ridge uplifts, 
Wild hands, and hammers at the land, 
Scatters in liquid dust, and drifts 
To death among the dusty sand. 

On the horizon’s nearing line, 
Where the sky rests, a visible wall, 
Grey in the offing, I divine, 
The sails that fly before the squall. 

Before the squall (Arthur Symons)


Today’s photo is the sea wall in Saltcoats, by Dylan Walker. 
I wanted a still bleak Image for the day between cross and resurrection.
“As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.”

Of Mice and Men  (John Steinbeck)