The boat cast ashore…just barely.
It’s master’s footprints tell no story at all.
The reeds mask the full extent of the plot unfolding, or untold.
Tyres lay tired… unhinged and free.
Always under the black mountain’s gaze, but never in full view.
Today’s catch is safely in grasp.
Tomorrow ‘s challenge has yet to show it’s hand.
As a new week prepares to dawn.
What’s done is done and what’s gone is gone.
Ready to sail and set caution to the wind?
You alone are the master.
A beutiful chance to cast your shadow on the world.
FYI : Ireland 1 – Scotland 1