Skye

I say
Today at Skye’s
The greatest day
Of all!
The sky the colour’s blue is blue the sea
In ripples up the shore it comes to greet
Amid the sound of seabirds’ gulling call
That makes the peace of day a treat
For me on narrow wall
Where here I sit
The fir behind the sea before
Beyond the mountains large with crowns of snow
Go on from Morar to Mallaig and Kyle
Soaring for those
Who know this roar of Nature’s
Greater than mankind’s
Poor poor awe
For all he’s made
Of all
.....Say I again:
Today at Skye’s
The greatest day
Of all!

Isle of Skye, April 1969