Refuge 

Down, down

I follow the sounds

Of waves and winds murmuring

Against the rocks 

They’re never loud here

At Lands End

My thoughts are louder

Than my bare feet

Hopping, hopping

Down the steps

My memory leads me 

More than my sight

Across the plank, over the hill

And down, down

Lay more steps

But up, up

The stars—

My friends,

I’m back

And on the sand

I rest my feet

And in those nights

I find my peace