Here: I am at home. In this city
there is a certain purpose. To be near
where untamed puzzle pieces will fit. Me,
there was nothing there; which then turned to here.
There: having a mirror. Looking into,
or passed, showed another crowd but not
me. My face was shown. There! Now I knew
I'm here. But there will never be forgot.
Now: Breathing. Standing between the two worlds
under the same jeweled black sky lingers
the same goddess, the necks lined in pearls
of distant clouds. "Come home." calls these signers.
Here and now; I am at home, where there I
could sit, and wonder what's under that far sky.
Apr 17, 2011
Apr 17, 2011 at 1:58 PM UTC
Here: I am at home. In this city
there is a certain purpose. To be near
where untamed puzzle pieces will fit. Me,
there was nothing there; which then turned to here.
There: having a mirror. Looking into,
or passed, showed another crowd but not
me. My face was shown. There! Now I knew
I'm here. But there will never be forgot.
Now: Breathing. Standing between the two worlds
under the same jeweled black sky lingers
the same goddess, the necks lined in pearls
of distant clouds. "Come home." calls these signers.
Here and now; I am at home, where there I
could sit, and wonder what's under that far sky.