Every few days, Ireland embeds itself deep down in my daydreams.
Every few weeks, Ireland tosses around my senses, making me outrght in Love with a land I’ve yet to set foot on.
And every few months or so, Ireland arrests me with it’s sheer sense of Hope and Lore, something God wove deep into my heart for reasons still to be seen. Whatever the case, or whatever the wave of emotion, Ireland is wonderful, closer than any of us deserve, and calling out from treasured yarns of old.
Ode to Eire
