I am here and there.
Nowhere fully. Everywhere a bit.
I long to arrive.
Simply, I DO NOT KNOW WHERE.
Where does this journey take me?
Take me, take me, where I belong.
Where do the winds *******?
I long to feel the earth beneath me;
cold and comforting on my cheeks.
I breathe in, I breathe out.
I start to hear sounds:
The heating, the church bells, the nearby street.
Sounds of home, I wonder;
sounds I longed for long ago;
back in the depth of the forest;
when we were all one;
when I was at home, everywhere I went;
no matter how much I jumped.
Back and Forth.
Here and there.
In and out.