Storms rise over the tall cliffs, Riding the breath of waves;
Where the foaming white, bright as a pearl, Crest and break upon the sand,
And the air is enriched with exulted cries.
Life’s true nature, speaking from the wild.
- Dylan Thomas
Storms rise over the tall cliffs, Riding the breath of waves;
Where the foaming white, bright as a pearl, Crest and break upon the sand,
And the air is enriched with exulted cries.
Life’s true nature, speaking from the wild.