The wild beauty and light of Northumbria has always appealed to me, and Holy Island is the edge of glory:
Here is a poem by St Aidan of Lindisfarne that captures the strong presence of God to be felt there:
'Leave me alone with God as much as may be.
As the tide draws the waters close in upon the shore,
Make me an island, set apart,
alone with you, God, holy to you.
Then with the turning of the tide
prepare me to carry your presence to the busy world beyond,
the world that rushes in on me
till the waters come again and fold me back to you.'
Acrylic paint on canvas box frame