Indestructible and enduring
\nThe most genuine place to be
\nTo take back all thats wonderful
\nOf The mountains and the sea
\nIn essence it has everything
\nAn identity of its own
\nA smorgasbord of beauty
\nA randomness full blown<\/p>\n
Unusual and divergent
\nFaithful to the cause
\nCreativeness is everywhere
\nThe poet dare not pause
\nBut feel his eyes intent
\nOn all the beauty thats around
\nIts vastness and abundance
\nI am happy to be found<\/p>\n
Where simpleness and freedom
\nAre not just words for me
\nImpacted by the freshest air
\nBy the bond that seems to be
\nSo telling about Dingle
\nThe integrity one feels
\nThe drama of each moment
\nThat the place itself reveals<\/p>\n
The silence and uniqueness
\nThe birdsong how it sounds
\nThe wildness of each moment
\nThe distinction that surrounds
\nThe boundlessness of Nature
\nThe immensity of mind
\nIts like a new dimension
\nThat is what I find<\/p>\n
To breathe again take in those breaths
\nOpen those eyes and see
\nSomehow ones ears are hearing things
\nAnd you can smell the sea
\nLife in perpetuity
\nTimelessness is here
\nA kind of immortality
\nIts abundant and its clear<\/p>\n
The mythology and mindset
\nA venerable disguise
\nIt feels as if from another age
\nYou just open up your eyes
\nAnd see again and feel again
\nThe primitiveness that we
\nHave lost alas
\nThe foresight and perhaps the
\nPrecocity<\/p>\n
The wind the great Atlantic
\nIts force its vigour felt
\nMother Earth reminding us
\nProductively she’s dealt
\nWith blossom and with wild life
\nAnd the exuberance we see
\nThe relish and the zestfulness
\nAnd honest energy<\/p>\n
It is invigorating
\nIt stimulates the soul
\nThe artist in us contemplates
\nTaking up the role
\nOf recording in the psyche
\nThe beauty that one sees
\nTo galvanize the senses
\nAnd the memory to please<\/p>\n
Space that fine arena
\nEncompassing it all
\nOut to the horizon
\nWhere the Fulmars dart and call
\nThe Puffins and Guillemots
\nFeed and dream and fly
\nWhere Dolphins Whales
\nAn Porpoises
\nIn peaceful pods
\nPass by<\/p>\n
The real absence of people
\nThe emptiness of space
\nThe kind of light that intoxicates
\nThe dew that wets ones face
\nThe teeming rain being dripping wet
\nYet happy with it all
\nThe gift of life that vital spark
\nThat seemingly does call<\/p>\n
And the colours their intensity
\nSome refined and discreet
\nOthers on a giant palette
\nWhere life just feels complete
\nPerceptible perceivable detectable
\nThey fall
\nUnmistakable and beautiful
\nYes Dingle has it all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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