Iona [1987]
The gulls wheel and cry over Iona,In and out, waves beat and pound--Figured bass of Celtic prayer,Meditation's harmony.Eons ago no houses here,No ferries plowing from shore to shore;Only the footsteps of silent monksAnd cries of gulls--the gulls and the sea.
--Mary M. Isaacs--
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