The sudden crescendo of rising gulls, echoing as from out of the very ancient chalk cliffs themselves…
Timeless cries as one walks back inland, and away from the coast. Ringing around and around in one’s mind long afterwards, as the distant sounds of the sea fade away …
I always feel they are trying to tell me something – yes, something elemental and primal, about the meaning of life…
I think maybe it is about the very timeless of existence itself.