The land speaks –
Quiet but powerful:
A hand to your throat,
A blow to your heart,
A tear to your cheek –
A soul so strong:
A presence you can’t ignore
Or quite define
But feel more clearly
Than words.
It calls out,
Calls you back.
It sings you to sleep.
It breathes you awake.
It’s a warm embrace,
A cozy fire,
And a surge of emotion
From a tie too deep,
Too strong, to ever
Break completely.


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