Christmas Day

Agate Beach – December 25, 2018

The Ocean

By Nathaniel Hawthorne

The Ocean has its silent caves,
Deep, quiet, and alone;
Though there be fury on the waves,
Beneath them there is none.
The awful spirits of the deep
Hold their communion there;
And there are those for whom we weep,
The young, the bright, the fair.
Calmly the wearied seamen rest
Beneath their own blue sea.
The ocean solitudes are blest,
For there is purity.
The earth has guilt, the earth has care,
Unquiet are its graves;
But peaceful sleep is ever there,
Beneath the dark blue waves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My daughter and I drove out to Bolinas on Christmas day to see what remained of the blue whale that washed up on Duxbury Reef last summer after it was hit by a Disney cruise ship. We found a few bones in the sand and a flotilla of fat and gristle in the whitewash.

The eroding bluffs at Agate Beach surrender a tree every so often, and the ocean returns them to the shoreline.

 

 


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