Zunzurvel (झुंजुरवेळ) By Anand Antarkar

No matter when I start that first day's walk along the tide's white rugged edge, someone's been ahead of me. I went at nooh the first day, len the next. finally at sunrise I started out and on this very morning I was up before the sun quided by the whitecaps only luminous in the dimming starlight. -Rod Mckuen