This photo was taken when we visited Tintagel castle a few weeks ago. I had to squint to make sure that it really was a sail-boat alone in the open sea. Reminded me so much of one of my favourite poems written by American poet, Muriel Rukeyser:
“Oh grow to know me. I am not happy. I will be open:
Now I am thinking of white sails against a sky like music,
like glad horns blowing, and birds tilting, and an arm about me.
There was one I loved, who wanted to live, sailing … ”
– Effort of Speech Between Two People
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