Single shingle splash

Shakes my solitary perch

Turn my silver back

Wind round by this way

Over the hill, far away

Wonder why this bay

Swamp drains out to sea

Mountains shake, an open key

What do you mean, free?

Gentle breeze brushes

Fern fronds from my view, and lo

Gold treasure appears

Oceans surround us

Feed, clean, cool and connect us

Survive becomes thrive

Stunted beech huddle

Close to the peak. Bare roots lead

Us to elven realms

Swirling vapour lifts

Through canyon and valley drifts

Our perspective shifts

Set on the bush line

Beyond where the trees can climb

Keep us safe and dry

Shadows turn to blue

Tides drag us up from the deep

Face towards the sun

Ocean wash me clean

Take away all certainties

Ambiguous sea

Prowling the shoreline

A sinister shadow lurks

Silently hunting

In the evening chill

Pollen reveals the winds will

Nothing’s ever still

Can’t stem the tide or

Halt the flow, can’t turn back time

Let the river go

Hazy glow surrounds

Glooming steel spires towering down

Spectres crawl the ground

Above and below

Surrounded by H2O

Even bodies flow

Am I just the same?

Or do I rot and decay?

Light calls me to grow

Dead heads hang in shame

What will happen to their name?

Fresh seeds fall like rain

As winter reveals

Rivers growing in the sky

We shelter elsewhere

As the seasons pass

Memory filters out the dross

Only the rose remains

A thorn in my side

Let winter battle commence

Frost bites bone cold toes

The last leaves cling on

For so long I think that spring

Has already sprung

Twisted limbs of oak

Entangled in words I spoke

It was just a joke

Sun always rises

Gravity pulls ever down

Man wavers between