The Promised Land

Tell me, Muse,
of the promised land for which they roved
so far, so long
to be amongst dreaming spires
and seagulls.

In September 2019, I moved to a different continent, away from home. In Scotland, the world was suddenly bigger – it had expanded into the immensity of the seven heavens... I, with my own being, and nothing else... I, without whom this would all be the same, but without which I would be somebody else... For the first time, there was the feeling I might be lost. What joy! What joy to be lost! To find the part of me that had been born long before I was, born into the pale skies above the golden earth of Scotland.