Oft as a young child
i would slip astray
went deep within
a regression perhaps
a refuge of contemplation
now seems so far away
was decamping from
the terror
the loneliness
the tears
the lack of affection
the priest to taking me away
Tír na nÓg my kingdom
a fire in the heart
gallant white steed
Niamh's comeliness, refinement
romance, love, eternal youth
immortality, abundance, joy
it saved me, brought me through
needed some time
to figure it all out
discovered my paradise
liberated my divine spark
nestling within us all
