Beckett, Samuel: Quatre Poèmes 2.

my way is in the sand flowing

between the shingle and the dune

the summer rain rains on my life

on me my life harrying fleeing

to its beginning to tis end

my peace is there in the receding mist

when I may cease from trreading

these long shifting thresholds

and live the space of a door

that opens and shuts