May 2017

The Oban Times - - News -

By D S Mur­ray

‘We are all sur­vivors,’ we tell our­selves each spring when we look out to see lambs suck­ling their moth­ers,

con­scious for the first time in months that seas are still and there’s heat emerg­ing from the sun,

that bird- song has chipped away the stone- coloured skies stretch­ing out all win­ter above the roofs of home.

But it does not feel like that this year. Not when par­ents sit in vigil.

Or when tears blind those who grieve the loss of love and song.

Lambs still grow fat on ewemilk, but our plea­sure’s gone,

if only for a short time, for we know that we must reach out to those who stepped from school in Castle­bay or walked upon the beach at Traigh Mhor or Tan­gus­dale,

only to see that wave break out of the still­ness, wash away all that they wished safe.

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