The soil that raised me cannot be erased

The soil that raised me cannot be erased.

However far I wander, its scent finds me.

I may belong to other lands,

but the first one still lives in my bones.

Do not be threatened by me.

I am only here because I must be,

because I want to succeed,

because the soil of my birth

could not yet grow this seed.

So I walked until I found ground

where this seed could finally grow.

Though I wander far from home,

my heart still feels its pull below.

And one day,

I will no longer roam