Lindisfarne

Slow rising mist enfolding the land

Sea water shifts on a bed of sand

A forest of kelp dances beneath its motion

The water moves with the tides of the ocean

And here we are

We have come this far

To say a prayer

A living spark

Here in the rock bathed in a gentle glow

The golden high flames of the setting sun

A shadow of wings flying fast and low

Out of my sight into the distance gone

And here we are

We have come this far

To say a prayer

A living spark

And here we are

We have come this far

To say a prayer

A living spark

And here we are

We have come this far

To say a prayer

A living spark