Friday, July 16, 2010

The End of Land

Middle Head Trail in Cape Breton Island, Nova Scotia, Canada was breathtaking.

Here is a poem by the cliffs at the end of the trail

It says (in English and French):

The end of land
We belong to ocean and sky
Clean air, clean water, food
Gifts to all
We ruin with pollution and greed
The end
No life
Cloud, ocean and sun
Waiting for time
Like the beginning

Today's Poetry Friday round-up is at My Juicy Little Universe.


Author Amok said...

Hi, Tabatha. Seeing air and water as gifts implies treating them with respect, rather than taking them for granted. Glad you had a wonderful trip!

Diane Mayr said...

How nice to find a poem in a public place!

laurasalas said...

Lovely--and thank you for the pictures!

Toby Speed said...

Tabatha, I also love finding poems in public places. The photos remind me of the coast of Maine. Thanks for sharing these.