This poem by society member Marjory Caine was published in our Folio #72 in 2018.
A Pilgrim’s Way
Dawn is distant in time
with footsteps on sand
uncovered by receding tide
and the horizon sounds without light:
unseen greylags gather
waiting for flight.
Morning rays
suffuse the dunes of Holy Isle
along the cross marked way
as siren seals call over sands
and lines become defined
between land and sky –
where St Cuthbert listens
to the lace of dunlins’ wings
as solitude expands into distance.