Ullapool
Iñigo Bailador
I sigh and raise
silence
The mountain reflects
on fiords and lakes
anxiety vanishes
in a misty day
Embraced
the breeze caresses our face
astonishing feeling
never go away
Grey rocks and chapped lips
the whispering of nick drake amongst heather trees
Hold my hand, my heart rests in peace
and i hold your hand by the harbor scene
