The thought of living there
in this fragment of time
or an era long past
to be present in ancient nations,
fills me with wondrous sensations
and I pray...
oh how I pray,
that when I open my eyes
the castles and cathedrals,
will remain beneath the skies.
Let the bells chime.
Hear that powerful ring.
In this fragment of time,
how I would love
to connect my skin to the stone
and hear their stories of old.
To live within their walls,
for as long as I live.
My home is always in my heart.
oh how I pray,
for more adventures to start.