If ivory shores are closer than ever before,
then home is coming.
If by the tides some old rocks new wash up,
then home has returned.
If by the sun I see fields and sand and manna-dew,
then home is sunning.
If by the grave of the mind dormant memories rise,
then home is alive.
If by the heart of eons we awake quite undimmed
of shores uncollared, unsettled, unsinned—
then home is near.
If by a stone of old rocks new I can skip
back to ivory shores of dark winds,
oldest waters, and long-lost kin
then home is here… I do, I do.
About Me
- element1133
- Here is a myth: In America, if you work very hard, with enough determination and persistence, you can become anything you want. Here is another myth: No matter how hard you work, no matter how much you persist, you'll never become what you want. -From the book, Mythology
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