West Leigh
Mykines Maiden
Windswept with a salty breeze,
in a green land across the sea,
lives a maiden,
like you and me.
She lives for the crash of the waves,
and the wind swirling with a craze,
as the birds echo her song,
from an ancient time long gone.
And high above the tide,
where the land juts to the sky,
she waits for thee.
above the sea,
to teach you how to be,
simply free.
~HW
Photo collaboration with Nick on the remote island of Mykines, Faroe Islands.
Mykines Maiden
Windswept with a salty breeze,
in a green land across the sea,
lives a maiden,
like you and me.
She lives for the crash of the waves,
and the wind swirling with a craze,
as the birds echo her song,
from an ancient time long gone.
And high above the tide,
where the land juts to the sky,
she waits for thee.
above the sea,
to teach you how to be,
simply free.
~HW
Photo collaboration with Nick on the remote island of Mykines, Faroe Islands.