Each night I heard its voice ...

Beneath us, the sea filled branching caves -

We were walking to Durlston Castle -

The year was coming to an end - 

I remembered the wind from the edge of the world - 

A year ago, it had sought me out - 

It had blown through the small bright house - 

It ranged above me, even now - 

Each night I heard its voice - 

22 December 2018

Durlston Castle 

Swanage 

Dorset