THE SEA

I thought I would take a stylish arty photo for my 100th blip - something different and unique.   But instead I just went to the place where my heart is light.  I went down to the sea.

My philosophy of life is best summed up by a poem by W.B. Yeats


The Lake Isle of Innisfree

                     By  William Butler Yeats  


I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,

And live alone in the bee-loud glade.


And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;

There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,

And evening full of the linnet’s wings.



I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.