Where, in the day, the sand lies gold,
At night there dwells a fear untold.
When the clock strikes the midnight hour
From the bell in St Mary’s tower,
Fear the beach where the moonlight glows
For quite what lies there, no one knows.
By the lantern’s flickering light,
I cannot see through the dark night,
But a grey shadow startles me,
Perhaps it came from the rough sea.
My eyes can’t focus on the shape,
For it wears darkness as its cape.
On the grey sand the moonlight shifts,
And along the beach my eye sifts
Through ev’ry marking that it can,
Is that dark figure a beast or man?
They seem always beyond my reach,
Lingering shadows on the beach.