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Hiraeth (Hi-ryth) means "a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maye never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your heart."

Many sites mention that the word is difficult to define and translate to English. However, Tim Davis, a Professor at Texas A&M University, attempts to do so in this poem.

Hiraeth beckons with wordless call, 
Hear, my soul, with heart enthrall'd. 
Hiraeth whispers while earth I roam; 
Here I wait the call "come home." 

Like seagull cry, like sea borne wind, 
That speak with words beyond my ken, 
A heartfelt cry with words unsaid, 
Calls a wanderer home instead. 

I heed your call, Hiraeth, I come 
On westward path to hearth and home. 
My path leads on to western shore, 
My heart tells me there is yet more. 

Within my ears the sea air sighs; 
The sunset glow, it fills my eyes. 
I stand at edge of sea and earth, 
My bare feet washed in gentle surf. 

Hiraeth's longing to call me on, 
Here, on shore, in setting sun. 
Hiraeth calls past sunset fire, 
"Look beyond, come far higher!" 

Poem Source: http://faculty.cse.tamu.edu/davis/Poetry/hiraeth.html

Photo credit: Amelia Zadro https://imgur.com/r/PrettyGirls/Iv8ySac