I watch the glowing sunset
Mixing vibrant hues of purples
Pinks, and rosy reds
Over the ancestral lands of my new home
In the ancient land of Ireland
Hundreds of shades of green
greet my wa
king eyes
As I run barefoot and naked
Down the steeply rolling hills
To my secret place
Hidden in the forest behind
My great great grand parents cottage
Wild and free I run
Using the same energy
That had brought me back
To this haunted place
Filled with the ghosts of memories
of past, ancient times
The soft, plush grass, emerald green
Mixed with deep, blue heather
Cushions my violent footfalls
My exuberant yells
Sets a flock of sheep scattering
And the old shepherd cursing
The prehistoric pond
Which sits in the middle
Of my secluded forest glen
Shines in the bright, early moonlight
The lilies on the crystal like surface
Get sucked under
As I plunge head long
Into the cool, early autumn water
I dive, lungs craving life giving air
To touch the soft, velvet silt of the bottom
Feeling the life in the earth
Makes me feel
The different life emerging inside of me
I push off the murky bottom
Breaking the placid surface
Gasping for life giving oxygen
Feeling the coolness of the night air on my face
I look up and see the new stars
Winking to life
As the last of the days light
Gives way to the sheltering night
I walk shivering towards home
With only the stars
And a lonely half moon
To light the path
That I had walked so many times in my dreams
I hear my ancestor's Gaelic voices
Telling me that I am home at last
