Returning Light

‘On Skellig Michael, thousands of birds appear and disappear, erecting towers, coming together in wings of movement which build and unravel over the empty sea. Often, no one else is there to stand beside me on the island. The mind wanders; links with the past are easily made; ancient ways of viewing things come alive.’

,,Pe Skellig Michael, mii de pasari apar si dispar, ridicand turnuri, reunindu-se in aripi de miscare care se construiesc si se desfasoara peste marea goala. Adesea, nimeni altcineva nu este acolo sa stea langa mine pe insula.