Scotland

Open expanses that stretch out,

Reaching across time,

Any sense of now, about

To diminish, Perceptions are mine.

Deception brings frustration 

Believing you can understand. 

Bringing yourself to the situation.

Standing amongst tall grasses,

Stand tall and breathe in. Inhale.

What passes?

Other than time? I fail

To gather what is ahead,

Instead, I travel through my thoughts. 

Unravelling possibilities. Carefully tread. 

Sun light unfurls along calm waters,

Hitting rocks, creating sand,

And here we stand, sons and daughters,

Moments falling through your hand,

Less refined, hours we squander,

Ground bogs down then hardens, 

We are bound to wander; 

Wonder at the beauty, but find 

Words do not explain,

And so in silence, our feet defined 

The beat, the truth we gain.

Our existence, to be washed away,

Loosing grip,

Rain comes in across the way.