THIS LAND HE CALLS HIS HOME
Disguising rocks of treachery,
the surging sea which pounds the shore
and cleaves the stony rock face fall
defies the harbours sanctuary
and sheltered calm within the bay
Above, the watery sun that stains
the steel-grey sky, the surging foam,
where morning mists refuse to clear
and gulls call out in soaring flight,
this land he calls his home.