Wandering among the winter dunes
flattening into an expanse of sand
and sea and sky embracing one
another, a solitary figure, a monk
perhaps an artist or a writer
or both, for they are the same, stands
facing outward, away.
Wandering among the winter runes
of his mind, a monk, or perhaps
a writer or an artist (they are the same),
reaches to escape the reality
of the everyday to touch that ocean, dark
and deep, forbidding, that ocean calling
to him in the everyday.
Painting: The Monk by the Sea by Caspar David Friedrich (oil on canvas; 1808-1810); Alte Nationalgalerie, Berlin.