Our Destiny

This beautiful rugged

Timeless land, still exists

Between the slow ticking seconds.

Clouds sweep the valley floor

As they have done for centuries

And week old lambs

Cease their chasing

As the shadows loom

For in that instant

They see their destiny.

 

A ewe has a twisted leg

A dislodged roof slate

A breached wall, and a spade

Lent last year to a neighbour

All need out attention

So this morning we will do what we can

And later we will know ours.