To settle beneath the mire
Of the hightide line
Strewn with seagrass exiled
From its sheltered home

Love drawn between tides
On the shoreline
Melts away with
Wind, rain and storm

Rising sea urges us onwards
Upwards where winged creatures
Hilltop looking for mates
Resting in the glades 

Showing true colours
The whole time
Reflecting chance rays
Of sunshine