( · Hiraeth is an untranslatable Welsh word that describes a longing for a home, a place, or a feeling that no longer exists or never existed.)

To move to a new place was a choice I had made
I don’t often think about an alternative life had I stayed
I am quite certain I would remain where I am now
Going back is not something my circumstances would ever allow
I have assimilated well, I am now a part
Of the new culture, but there is a piece of my heart
That still belongs there, my original home
And that no matter how far I roam
I stumble upon things that remind me
Of my homeland, and a wave of nostalgia sweeps over me…
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It could be a familiar aroma, a song or a cultural reference
That invokes Hiraeth, a melancholy feeling intense
There is a bittersweet taste of loss difficult to define
A longing for the place I can no longer find
Because the home I left is not the same now
It lies frozen in time in my dreams somehow
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I shake myself, and try to get back to the present
To exit the meandering lanes of nostalgia is my intent
I am successful until another stimulus appears before me
And my Hiraeth for home comes back instantly..