Traigh na Beirigh

walking the beach

white gold
 between my boots

shell rich

beautiful strand

long wide and shallow

wild sea today

waves so big

foam blows

spindrift travels

the rollers

powerfully advance

behind this glory

the dunes

this machair

so rich with flowers

a Spring patchwork

scent so heady

a place so precious

it needs love and care

protection

our duty

to the future

generations to come

Traigh na Berie

must be there

for centuries