I wrote this poem in June 2006 and found it again recently while flicking through my old notebooks. The photograph shown was taken in January this year on the beach where the poem was written all those years ago. I return there at least once a year to recharge my batteries. It's a place that has been good to me all of my adult life and never fails to satisfy. This poem is just a small tribute to my favourite place in the world.
Triumphant, the sun god rises, blazing light;
A sentinel against the night.
Darkness cowers before his feet,Fearful of the morn to meet.
Above the lighthouse and in the bay
His radiant warmth will waft the mist away,
Revealing lines of vivid blue,
A brush stroke, swift and clean and new.
In awe I stand upon the sand;
A pilgrim, alone upon this land
Of virgin white, my homage paid
Awash in preternatural light and shade.