After

And in the after silences Of flower-lit distances I'll be, And who would find me travels far In lands unsung of minstrelsy. Strong winds shall cross my secret way, And planet mountains hide my goal, I shall go on from pass to pass, By monstrous rocks, a lonely soul.

Francis Ledwidge

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