IN ME TOO THE WAVE RISES

Virginia Wolf's words took a sudden meaning while Redrose watched the picture of that blue sea. The loneliness of the soul, the desperate search, the commitment in order to survive.

In me too the wave rises. It Swells; it arches its back. I am aware, once more, of a new desire. Something rising beneath me like the proud horse whose rider first spurs and then pulls him back.

Virginia Wolf's "The Waves"