Rowan,
Your brightness calls,
Draws me on, enfolds me
In the living tree
Marked by time
What have
You seen?
If only you could speak, tell me
Of those who have trod here,
You guard all souls
Shield me
So long
I have been gone,
Since just a tiny babe,
And though I dwelt in farthest fields
Home is
Right here
Protect me now from all that ails
And bring me here to rest
Now, for all time
To come
May I
Now claim my home
Here in this hallowed place
For never did I forget you
Always
You lived
Within a heart that held so much,
Both joy, and sorrow, now
I come back home
To rest
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