Beckons To My Heart

I wrote this while visiting Ireland

"Beckons to My Heart"

 

Friday, December 18, 2009 at 1:03pm 

This is home, a place I shall return

To return and always remain

Lush emerald hills, and silvery velvet water

I think of nothing else as the chilled breeze calls my name

This land is a siren that beckons me to stay

I hear her voice on the wind as the mountains take my gaze

"Stay in my hills and mountains untouched

Discover the history that runs deep in my soil

But honor the blood that has been spilled on my land

If only you had known the hardship and the toils"

I think of the feet that have passed here and there

I see them fade in the mist

Over ghostly peaks and valleys deep

The drumming of their steps to fight for what once was theirs

"My stones have crumbled but my rocks still intacted

My grasses burned but replenished

Scars that fade but in memory remain

Love me and keep me cherished"

Eire, my love, my emerald isle, 

Why must you capture my heart

But for you I shant recoil but give it with glee

My love, my Eire, my emerald isle