I discovered The Killarney National Park on one of my first trips to Ireland many years ago, and I’ve returned to Killarney many times since.
Just last September, on yet another stroll through this lush and peaceful garden, I had to wonder if I had ever crossed the same path twice. I snapped this photo as it was the perfect ending to another magical day in Killarney.
Killarney National Park,
Ireland graciously enters your life,
leaving you soaking in the poetry of your soul
and gently begins an affair with you.
It doesn’t ask permission just creeps in with its rhythm, a cadence that sets your spirits singing.
– Photo and travel story by Barbara Botch
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Your picture and poem are beautiful! Very inspiring!
Joshua J. Mark says
Lovely work – both the image and the poetry. Your line about how Ireland “doesn’t ask permission just creeps in with its rhythm” is entirely true. It’s a magical land in every sense. Excellent work. Thank you for sharing.