Outer Hebrides: Connected

Long exposure shot of clouds moving over the bay

My thoughts are scattered here
Like the cloud cover
Dark grey
Anthracite
Patches of blue

Like the landscape
Screefields
Bald patches of rock
On otherwise green hills

Like the crosswinds
Pushing my kayak
Changing onslaught of waves
It’s hard to keep direction

I can’t find a story
Only snapshots
Of temporary manifestations
Whose inherent truth
Is as fleeting as the ever changing sky

But I know
Just know
Somewhere
Within
Outwith
Everything is connected

Fallen

I am me
Somewhere deep down
Like snowdrops
Green growth tries to break through layers of frozen can’ts

My stomach churns
The planted bulbs want to break free
And there is not enough space within me
For all that growth

I will have to become bigger
I will have to become more
I will have to become stronger
I will have to become me
I will have to heal

I forgive myself through space and time
I am fallen
I have landed
I have lost my sword
I yield my shield
I have fallen
Eons ago
I have fallen
Without worth
I have fallen

But never was lost
Never was unseen
Never did not belong

I was fallen
To come home