Little Wonder

Little wonder Eire breeds so many World Travellers.

Look: in one wild rock in the far-flung North West

blossoms a lichen globe.

Whole wide shining continents- each with  new borders to cross.

And all this glimpsed in one misty minute.

How many broadened horizons birthed by one swift glimpse of this

single slab, across centuries?

So many quests, stippled beneath fingertips.

But why even move?

Why venture anywhere, with such wondrous bounty

In just one, of any, old slab?


© Tom Tide 2017



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