Ireland, June 2016
Though I am captivated by it’s rolling hills
verdant knolls in varied shades of luxuriant green
where there is history under every footfall
it is the sound of the ocean’s crash beyond me
and the scent of forever on the wind
that enthrals me
that rejuvenates my soul
and I exhale with longing
to always be this close
to my beloved sea.
*The longing for the sea is a constant, never ebbing.
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016
Photographs taken by SirenSong1208