An Island paradise.

The shimmering white grass plains on the valley floors The gentle breeze on the kelp strewn shores. The air above so fresh and clean Like the crystal clear water in the nearby stream. Not a tree in site in every direction God’s gift they say to his own creation. Nothing touched nor changed by man Wild life nesting wherever they can. Giant albatross flying high above the cliff face Cormorants nesting below all over the place. The huge Atlantic swell that pounds the cliffs Yes all these things are gods own gifts. The peace the calm the tranquillity Just as nature intended it all to be. The tussock grass so thick so tall That grows upon this peaty soil. Penguins nest beneath these massive domes For many wild life it is their homes. The fiery sunsets of the evening sky Cotton wool clouds that float gently by. The elephant seal basks on the beach Penguins scuffle between them just out of reach. The whitest sand dunes the huge stone runs Down valley’s round hills the river comes. Fresh water springs are everywhere The giver of life for all to share. The morning mist rests on mountain tops But the wild life activities never stops. On land and sea around these shores Every corner you turn opens new doors. Staggering beauty the envy of all mankind For over five hundred years ago they did not find. A moment in time where life stands still As you sit and watch from a nearby hill. Still an unspoilt beauty to come and see This land of plenty so wild so free. Man one day may spoil this land Exploit the fish and oil they’ve planned. But until that day has finally come It is still a paradise for everyone..