Flame and Shadow(60)

On the Dunes

    If there is any life when death is over, These tawny beaches will know much of me, I shall come back, as constant and as changeful As the unchanging, many-colored sea.

    If life was small, if it has made me scornful, Forgive me； I shall straighten like a flame In the great calm of death, and if you want me Stand on the sea-ward dunes and call my name.