My Heart Found a Home in Kutaisi

 I crossed many roads beneath the endless sky,

Through distant lands and cities passing by.

I searched for meaning, I searched for peace,

Never knowing where my wandering would cease.

Then destiny led me to a gentle place,

Where history and faith walk hand in hand with grace.

Among ancient stones and rivers flowing free,

Kutaisi opened its heart and welcomed me.

Ten years have passed like pages softly turned,

Through joys I celebrated, through sorrows I have learned.

I have witnessed sunshine and I have seen the rain,

Moments of laughter and moments filled with pain.

Yet never once did my soul desire to leave,

For this city taught me how to hope and how to believe.

Its quiet streets, its churches standing tall,

Its warm and humble people—I cherish them all.

Oh beautiful Kutaisi, city of timeless light,

Your dawns are peaceful, your evenings bright.

The whispering Rioni carries memories untold,

A treasure more precious than silver or gold.

I was born a stranger beneath another sky,

But in your embrace, I found the answer why.

For home is not the place where life began,

But where the heart is loved and understands.

And Georgia—noble land of courage and grace,

No storm could ever erase your face.

You have known hardship, tears, and sacrifice,

Yet your spirit has risen again and again like sunrise.

Empires have come and empires have gone,

But the soul of Sakartvelo marches on.

For unity lives within your mountains high,

And hope still shines within your people's eyes.

The strength of your faith, the love of your land,

The courage to rise and forever stand—

These are the treasures no enemy can take,

For the heart of Georgia will never break.

And if one day my journey reaches its end,

When earthly roads and seasons gently bend,

I ask for no palace, no glory, no fame,

Only to rest where I learned life's true name.

For though I arrived here a foreign man,

Kutaisi embraced me as part of its plan.

And with gratitude deeper than words can say,

I shall love this city until my final day.

And when my last breath quietly departs,

It will carry a prayer born deep in my heart:

"Bless this city of kindness and grace,

Bless this beautiful Georgian place.

For though the world is vast and wide,

In Kutaisi, my soul forever resides."