Mary at the Bushmills hostel very kindly helped us in updating the blog and showed great support for our cause. Mary also donated a poem - posted in the comments section of a previous post - but reproduced here to give it the attention it deserves.
‘THE LAST PLACE TO BE FREE’
THE LAST PLACE TO BE FREE,
AN ISLAND IN THE SEA
PERFECT MOMENTS TO EXPLORE,
WIDE HORIZONS SHORE TO SHORE
HEAVEN SUSPENDED IN INNER SPACE,
MAGNIFICENT SPLENDOUR OF SEA’S EMBRACE
MAN’S MINUTIUE AND LIFE’S AGITATIONS,
SET ASIDE BY NATURE’S PERSUASIONS
THE UNHURRIED DAYS, THE STILLNESS OF THE NIGHT,
THE BRIGHTNING DAWN, THE DAZZLING LIGHT,
THE DRIFTING TIDES, THE RUNNING SEAS,
THE SCATTERING BIRDS, THE STIFFENING BREEZE,
THE SPEEDING BIRD’S REFLECTING EYES,
THAT RISE UNBIDDEN WITH A CRY.
FREEDOMS WON AND FREEDOMS GAINED
IN SERENE CONTEMPLATION OF LIFE SUSTAINED,
ON FAR FLUNG SHORES THAT REACH THE SKY,
ANSWERING HUMANITIES PLAINTIFF CRY,
THE LAST PLACE TO BE FREE,
LIVING WITH NATURE IN HARMONY
BY
MARY CECIL
Very cool (a hugely less poetic response!)
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