After five long years i finally have a new photograph of my home territory, the North Sea coast of Oostende in Belgium. Sunset is always a magic moment to be here, noticing the lines that nature left... Before the epic battle will be fought between sky and shadow.
Ancient night and the unruly salt beat at the walls of my house. The shadow is all one, the sky throbs now along with the ocean, and sky and shadow erupt in the crash of their vast conflict. All night long they struggle; nobody knows the name of the harsh light that keeps slowly opening like a languid fruit. So on the coast comes to light, out of seething shadow, the harsh dawn, gnawed at by the moving salt, swept clean by the mass of night, bloodstained in its sea-washed crater.
Traduction of "La noche en Isla Negra", Pablo Neruda.