Steampunk

North Berwick: walk, playpark, Steampunk cafe.

Came across this poem today:

‘Take down all your troubles
And wrap up your regret,
Tie them to the rays of light
The sun sheds as it sets.
Whisper all that was
To fleeting seconds as they pass,
But hold on to your hope
For something new is here at last.
Beg your own forgiveness
And then grant it in one breath,
Lay the year down softly
As it waits to face its death.
Then sit with eyes turned skyward
As the night-time comes alive,
All that’s been is over
And a new year has arrived.’
-
Erin Hanson