Believe that a further shore is reachable from here. - Seamus Heaney

And so he mourned as he moved about the world, deserted and alone, lamenting his unhappiness day and night, until death's flood brimmed up in his heart.

People so staunch and true, they're fixated,
Shining with self-regard like polished stones.
And their whole life spent admiring themselves
For their own long-suffering.
Licking their wounds
And flashing them around like decorations.
I hate it, I always hated it, and I am
A part of it myself.

All of us would like to have been born
Infallible, but since we knew we weren't,
It's better to attend to those who speak
In honesty and good faith, and learn from them.