Friday, June 18, 2010

Steps Down to the Boat

This is from a poem of the Swedish playwright, novelist and essayist August Strindberg (1849-1912).

He fled from devastation

and steered his steps down to
the boat. Footprints in the sand !

He cursed and wanted to flee, but

then he noticed that he was cursing
himself and then he under-
stood why the gulls and the viper
and the others fled, and he trod
again in his own tracks, for surely
he couldn't flee from himself.


  1. I like the photograph. The beach seems peaceful, secluded. The poem is good too.

    I know another poem about footprints in the sand. This poem is written on a wooden plaque that hangs on my living room wall. I purchased the wall hanging many years ago. The author is identified as unknown. When I looked for the poem on the Internet, I noticed that a Carolyn Carty is laying claim to the poem.


    One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.

    When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.

    This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.

    The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.

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  4. Oh, that poem is extraordinary...I have never heard it! And it is now a new favorite! I love the photo that you've paired with it as well! You takes such fantastic pictures! They are always a true treat for the eyes! Hope you are well! Love, Janine XO

  5. I agree.
    "I couldn't flee from myself."

    However, it is difficult to accept.

    Thank you.

  6. Hay, I must say you have some really lovely photographs.
    I loved scanning through your blog looking at what you have on there & the talent you show in your pictures, so I followed you do please look at all my blogs.
    I send hugs....

  7. II like this photo a lot - though would prefer not to associate it with such a grim poem! It seems too gentle for that.


  8. Yes, the poem might be a bit too gloomy, but I like it somehow :-)