sunrise on seven mile beach
earth turns.
sea horizon slips
out of its own shadow,
into sunrise.
one sphere spins;
the other gives day its energy
and light for its shadows
later another horizon
slips back into its own shadow,
resting for the morrow.
camping on a beach long before,
from sunset to sunrise
to sunset and beyond;
day became an ever setting sunrise
how infinite is that?
Having been so for millions of years,
Being so until the end of time
And I realise
If one can grasp that,
One can grasp infinity
And grasp I did, and hold:
And that makes a difference…….

Bill Pigott