Pausing above the breakwater
on the edge of St. Kilda Pier
capture a father and daughter
tangled in photography gear.
Her pink scarf dances in the breeze
as her world falls behind the trees.
In the shadows with bells and chimes
she stops being guarded by time.
Enchanted by the soft whistles
emerging from the creaking boats.
Posts, etched in sailors initials
tells the stories of life afloat.
Raptures of little blue penguins
Modeling for their human friends
nestle themselves in the deep rocks
quiet and safe along the docks.