Based on the idea of thriving on a barren island where you have to bring everything, even the dirt. The people have survived for hundreds of years on the Aran Islands, perhaps thousands if the ruins are any indications.
Quietly the birds sing
at the end of the world,
their lyrics and words
snatched away and devoured
by a ravenous wind
as it brushes against
the cliff's teeth
and strokes roiling,
reaching indigo waves,
and we survive here
on these desperate
storm-battered islands.
We thrive here.