The harbour here is timeless

Built out of grey rock

Solid beneath my feet

I can be at peace, quite contented

Listening to the sounds of the shore

The air above me filled with gulls

Together they circle, swoop

Dive down for scraps of fish

Then fly upwards to the clouds

 

My usual world so far away now

Stress slowly melting, to be left far behind

I feel free, my self and thoughts untethered

Time to dream, to grow, to be

Then, I feel my spirit lift

Travelling unfettered, communing with the birds

Rising above them, I soar

Soar with me, if you can