Kingdom By the Bay

We bound down the stairs and into the light of day Into the blue of the misty breezes where the scent of sea salt roses lay and grow in perfusion along the winding road that lifts and dips to the other side of the Funday Bay to cross the bridge and rise again to run away over the distant hills- Seagulls- screech and glide high above the ocean spray that falls in a mist on the rocks of the lower banks behind our house where- we run like the wind through the fields of fresh cut hay as we make our way to the rocky mantle - There- on that volcanic plateau worn smooth as glass by the rolling waves we play- In A pool made when the centre of the earth erupted millennia ago There- in that salty water warmed by a blazing sun with crabs and periwinkles- our ears filled with the sound of the ocean’s drum as it leaves with the tide below- We drift away- Two little kids- King and Queen for a day- In our kingdom By the Bay Author: Elaine George