evolution?

Witch burning night
for once I am home
in the pagan country
where during midsummer
it never gets dark
-
I felt it strongly
when my insomnia
was so very intact
last night

beatic beauty
of high summer's nighs
where adventures
awaits the old and young
at hearts -
when I see my country
like this
I wonder why I left
this - wonderous
little country
with the happiest
people in the world

But in my heart it was
my destiny to go - never
to return to the cradle

I grew up - wiser