Published on 23 November 2023 at 12:38

I have wandered this path before
I have lost myself in these Woods,
screeched with the Barn Owls,
climbed the Weeping Willows,
danced with the currents of the Wind,
scrunched my toes, knee deep in your Earthy palm

I’ve peered into the Sun’s rays,
never looking away from Its loud gaze
I have sung lullabies to the Stars
and complained about never making it to Mars
it is here and only here in this Nowhere land
that when I am most lost, I can truly understand

what it means to be found.

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