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Tír na nÓg

By September 15, 2022May 9th, 2024No Comments

“I hadn’t truly returned home until I walked this land,
I followed the stream that led me to the unforgettable taste of sweet blackberries,
Nature is taller and fuller now,
I climbed over ferns that used to brush my ankles but now scratch my thighs,
Much time has passed,
This land is even more breath-taking than what lay in my memory,

I listen to the nostalgic sound of lake water lapping on the shore and the wind rustling through the trees,
I can hear my ancestors, they have been calling me back for some time,
If I feel at home anywhere on this earth it is here in Galway, in the bogland in front of my grandmother’s house,
I stir up old memories like the murky water where I used to swim as a child,
I answer the call back to the wild,
This is where time seems to stand still,

This is my Tír na nÓg.”

Fiona 𓅩

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