(sandpiper, Watercolor Beach, Florida / Julie Coo / 2014)
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
but came the waves and washèd it away:
agayne I wrote it with a second hand,
but came the tyde, and made my paynes his pray.
Vayne man, sayd she, that doest in vaine assay,
a mortall thing so to immortalize,
for I my selve shall lyke to this decay,
and eek my name bee wypèd out lykewize.
Not so, (quod I) let baser things devize
to dy in dust, but you shall live by fame:
my verse your vertues rare shall eternize,
and in the hevens wryte your glorious name.
Where whenas death shall all the world subdew,
our love shall live, and later life renew.
Edmund Spenser’s Amoretti (1595)
Beautiful photos and a beautiful poem. Teilhard would agree that our love lives on after we leave this world and it renews others as part of the Noosphere.
that it does–which is oddly comforting—happy grandchildren time—as well as burning the midnight oil with your studies –love to you Lynda—Julie
Love the poem Julie! Great shots of the Sandpiper! Big hugs! 🙂
Good old Edmund Spenser! It’s been some time since I read something of his! Nice photos and accompanying poem, missy Cookie. Hugs, N ❤