The short path
To the sea
Hewn in the rock
And
Slippery
White rocks hideous
Heights
Around
Below the pitch black
Of depth of
The sea
Ah! how
That sea rages in nights
Rare
Of spell and gales
Then spumes abound
But then
No sea gulls fly
Night has its world
No less than day
No less.
Emmanuel George Cefai
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-short-path/
