A Pause on an Island
Stopped effortlessly for a spiritual minute
in the séipéail on this, the smallest of the Aran Islands.
Inish Oírr. Pronounced “Sheer”.
A moment of salvific sanity
in a complicated technological world
hurtling now towards self destruction.
Rapidly. And anxiously.
A moment of slow even timeless wisdom.
And gentle, leisurely, cultural peace.
No one is an island.
We are one, you know.