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
criss-crossed the lands my spirit to 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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