Two cormorants skim
Dark stones clipping rainy sea;
Green swell sprays white thought
Terminal beauty
End of other worlds and lives;
The lonliest place
Climbing on sea cliffs at Destitution Point, Neist
gear-scattered clifftop
Too idle to climb again
We watch the sea work
Dwarfed by the rock in Sron na Ciche
Photo by Terri Dale
The lochan refelcts
Nothing but the sky's grey thoughts
Of impending rain
I scan the dark peak
And muse on mortality
The drizzle blows in
Loch Coruisk through mist
The whirlwind descends
Armed with talons, beaks and wings
The whirlwind departs
And with it our chips
Looking iut to Sea
Photo by Terri Dale
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