Islands.
Islanders.
Surrounded by water 
All around, the four sides of the sea melt and form a deep 360° boundary, encapsulation.
which makes one or me only feel both safe and stuck without supplies if one (me only?) has not brought enough of…

{ or wait, give it a thought, what was it that one would bring to a semi-deserted island?

if one thing only? }

Cause ships coming and going from island are graceful and bring resources.

Bjork has written an anchor song  – piosenka kotwica (pl.)

which sounds like that

We just spent a weekend on Danish Ungdomsøen (Youths’ Island) on the occassion of Peace Camp.

Our ship was gracious too

Ungdomsøen ( previously called Middelgrundsfort ) is the biggest of three islands seen from the north end of Copenhagen Channel – artificially built for protecting the land from seaside war attacks.

The second of the 3 – Flakfortet – I had sailed  to many years ago on my own boat. Without knowing any of its history. We only talked to its islanders. People living on and running the island that once was military’s, then abandonded, then went into private hands and opened for sailors visiting. Then temporarily closed because of visitors bringing potential damage to its historical heritage.

Interesting people…

Trekroner, the third island, we would sail to and practice harbour maneuvers for Dueligheds Bevis exam.

Yes.
And all those words above to give a sensation of peculiarities of Island as space and beautiful, strange culture.
And because I feel there’s a vibe in Islands. And in places once upon a time abandoned by military.

Which shift then into another shape.