I approach the end of the way,
which leads, as the other ways did,
to a difficult gate.
And beyond that a short stretch
of cluttered sand.
And beyond that an endless stretch
of receding sea.
The sign on the gate reminds me
of the signs I have left behind.
I study the sign.
Then I look on the stretching sand
and beyond that the endless stretch
of receding sea.
Then I push open the gate.