Seaforth goes out
taking the daylight
into the night
out east

Slowly we descend
from the heights
of the equinox
into a tease of summer

The wind is off
for a holiday far away
The rain fills rivers
for the salmon to rise

A touch of warmth
reaches us from afar
as this unkind spring
finally yields to summer

As the nights lengthen
now that the days shorten
we can look forward again
to the northern lights

From the heights of summer
in the blaze of brightness
and the dazzle of colour
I can still say: Chi mi'n Geamhradh

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