I am forever hese shores,

    Bet the foam,

    tide -prints,

    And the foam.

    But the shore will remain

    Forever.

    Once I filled my .

    t and lo, t was a worm.

    And I closed and opened my here was a bird.

    And again I closed and opened my s ood a man urned upward.

    And again I closed my  t but mist.

    But I ness.

    It  yesterday I t myself a fragment quivering  rhe sphere of life.

    No I am ts moves hin me.

    to me in t;You and t a grain of sand upon te se sea.quot;

    And in my dream I say to t;I am te sea, and all  grains of sand upon my s;

    Only once e. It was w;;

    t t of God was an angel.

    t word of God was a man.

    e tering, ures a t gave us words.

    Noerdays?

    t;A grain of sand is a desert, and a desert is a grain of sand; and no us all be silent again.quot;

    I  I did not understand.

    Long did I lie in t of Egypt, silent and unahe seasons.

    the Nile,

    Singing s.

    And no t I may lie again in t of Egypt.

    But behold a marvel and a riddle!

    t gat scatter me.

    Still erect am I, and sure of foot do I he Nile.

    Remembrance is a form of meeting.

    Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

    e measure time according to t of countless suns; and time by little mactle pockets.

    Noell me,  at time?

    Space is not space beto one whe Milky ay.

    y is a river of ligernity to eternity.

    Do not