The sea could be heard from below as
The mist rolled into the hills.
Like a moving blanket of smoke a
Stillness covered the land.
Something could be sensed out there.

A dampness crept into the air from
The swirling sea below.
A mournful cry could be heard from
Far away in the distance.
Was someone lost at sea perhaps.

Spray from the sea reached the cliffs,
Through the mist an opening appeared.
A rain could be seen as a bell rang out,
The mournful cry was heard again.

Was it human or something else roaming
The hillside.
Suddenly a form took shape as a lone
Shepherd caught in the mist with his flock.
The mournful cry was explained, or was it?