The promise fulfilled
I gazed in your eyes
and found profound
serenity
Two pools
of green
inmeasurable
in depth
Your kindness
and empathy
moved me
to the core
Whatever happens
when I head north
leaving the beaches
and machair behind
Friendship abides
as does the memory
of when we stepped out
on the fresh machair grass
Eala bhan mo chridhe
Fly out in the west
by the seashore
where you find peace
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