Homesick
I shuffled over sandy shores
my mother’s breath to hear once more
the rhythm of the ocean’s roar
to a universal heart
the moonlit tracks behind me tore
a land of clouds apart
The stones I condemned to the deep
extinguished stars where children sleep
whilst lunar salutations leap
effervescently
I crossed the lands my spirit keep
never so wistfully
I studied the spheres, saw journeys take place
consumed with longing was my inner space
compelled instead to this hideous race
run all alone
condemned I returned to where I can’t face
calling home.
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