The sun had not yet risen
"The sun had not yet risen.
The sea was indistinguishable from the sky,
except that the sea was slightly creased
as if a cloth had wrinkles in it.
Gradually as the sky whitened a dark line
lay on the horizon
dividing the sea from the sky
and the grey cloth became barred
with thick strokes moving,
one after another,
beneath the surface,
following each other,
pursuing each other,
The Waves, Virginia Woolf