Ambling along grassy slopes,
pausing to glance back at
a craggy coastline
~ alone.
Climbing well worn rocky steps
clinging to cliff face.
Awaiting the safety of the out going tide
to reveal
a tiny cove and sandy shore.
Ancient rocks guiding the way,
a wooden bridge, a wooded glen,
cows munching betwixt
stepping stones,
before the last ascent up wooden steps
and the final destination is in sight.
…..
Diana Jackson 