Ireland Speaks No Language

Ireland speaks no language I cannot hear with my heart.

Sings no songs I cannot feel by their touch on my lips.

Holds no love I cannot embrace with my thoughts.

Ireland listens quietly,

Unconditionally.

©Willeke Van Eeckhoutte, 2013, 2016

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