Standing on a windswept point into the sea
Granite formation rough but beautiful underfoot
Sparkling fractals of quartz and darkest black
Mingle below as the salt spray wets everything
Icy, dagger like wind cutting through my jacket
Fittingly the loneliest place on earth, bleak yet
Overwhelmingly stunning in its stark beauty
A wild place, nature's domain as winter begins
Longed for even as brighter days will return
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