Am I the shore? Place to rest in sun
’til waters reflect.
I know it is not what I am
to you, but many.
Am I for the wandering?
Hide here in time-
Tear up on cliffs, let go, fall
deep in water.
With salty wounds shelter staring,
in a cave, between fires silhouette.
Morning comforts rise across an ocean;
Find fortune on those shores.
Sail in, out, and smile goodbye,
Our island fruit in parlour – stay strong
In heart and soul labours.
Only you return, not to rest,
to climb and feast.