Soon I shall cross the sea
to the land I call home.
Following butterflies
gliding across the storms.
Palming the charming stones
which long ago touched me.
Breathing cat’s paw spindrift
an air like no other.
Treading a hallowed ground
locked by an eerie bond.
Soon I shall be listening
to a daunting language.
Probing ancient wonders
watching gripping sunsets.
Unearthing parts of soul
I didn’t know I had.
Sealing a betrothal
which needs no Claddagh ring.
Soon, at last, I shall be
back where I left my heart.
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