A friend shared this part of Yeats's lovely poem "The Land of Heart's Desire" with me after Mum passed, and I know Mum would have liked it:
Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.
WB Yeats
Eileen
13th March 2018