The waves crash on the broken rocks
And backwash burbles over strewn pebbles
The sun sparkling on the now wet stones
The breeze moist with salty air.
An expanse of sea lies before me
It washes around the surrounding Islands
The laughter of gulls pierces the air
A boat out on the water bobs and sways.
There are sheep on the crags and meadows
Lambs frolicking with the youthfulness of spring
They bleat and skip towards their mothers
To partake of the sweet milk they crave
A castle broods upon a cliff top
Its shadow casting across the land
A lonely sentinel on guard for invasion
A ruined remnant of a bygone age.
A walk around the peninsula
The breeze cool and pleasant
There is little sound around
Weariness begins to take hold
Not far now, the gulls cry with laughter
But you know they jest as they swoop
All fun for them to watch the walker
And laugh again at the land bound
At last, safe haven, a ferry awaits
to take us across the watery stretch
Back to the mainland, homeward bound
Our souls touched by Karerra Isle.