I have a hiraeth
To be back
At the place nestled in mountains
Covered in snow
Illuminated by the bright sunlight

I have a hiraeth
To be where
The people listen
And sing around campfires
The flames crackling in the cold air

I have a hiraeth
But it will always be one
I could never fully reach
The wondrous, incredible
Magic.

I have a hiraeth
To be back home
Where the air is always fresh
And the nights always starry
Where there are no worries

Where I am meant to be