Kiawah dream

I don't know what to say about this, only that I first heard it years ago on a Sunday evening Kiawah Island bike ride, while listening to a weekly PBS radio show about Celtic music.  I knew at that first hearing of this song that it would haunt me, but couldn't imagine back then how, or why, or along what path it would find its way back into my Sunday night.

I did dream about Kiawah again last night and this time am having trouble shaking free.  Like so many of my ideas, thoughts and feelings, maybe posting it here will make some sense of it all.

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