• Eliane Haseth

Samsø

Updated: Sep 15, 2019





I see you on the horizon

As I’m lulled by the ship’s engines

Samsø, island of of wind and sun!


The sea air moving

Refreshing

Having its way with my hair

Golden silver sun rays dancing calmly on the sea

Warming my face


I realise...

Space

Movement

They breathe beings

Evoking evolution


Ripe roses

Pregnant with colour and scent

They are calling

The mighty sea

ready to wash

With salty invigoration

Making space for stories yet to come


The island grass moving

With every rush

Of the never ceasing wind

Changing texture

Alive!

Wind turbines hum quietly

Working energy into our lives


Samsø.

There I gather with my tribe,

strangers I know by essence

We practice feeling

Perceiving

Intimately sharing,

becoming


We are being played...

Like the sea

The wind

The grass

The roses

And the sun.

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