Sonny by the vatersay boys

Vatersay, Isle of Barra. This broken wooden boundary is where my own quiet journey to the wildness begins. Beyond this gate, my soul breathes out at the sight of that gentle curve of sand leading only to the light. The Heart's Coastal Turn ​I see this path, and something in me stills; Not just the sand, nor those receding hills. It is the gate, broken, standing wide— A silent sign that I may step inside. ​The bent, dry grasses, catching sun's last fire, Reflect a slow, deep breath, a quiet desir

Vatersay 🫶🏻 | Andy McTaggart