Where the Blue horizon meets the white fields,
You will find a little strip of golden light.
Stand in it.
Smell the air.
Do you hear it whisper through your hair?
It's bringing you a welcome news:
Here she comes, here she comes!
Get ready all your new attires!
All those jewels and gems you saved all year?
It's time to bring them out!
Dress up on a bright new day,
Choose all the adornments you can find.
For she is coming, she is on her way!
Bring your friends and gather around,
Go home to your olden town
Where the sun shines on the green rice fields,
And the wind rejoices in her imminent arrival.
Close to the soil, close to the womb,
She arrives, she's coming home!
In our homes we find her light;
In our mother's arms, in a siblings' fight,
In the laughter when we sit together,
So different but one at heart,
Family is the place where we always start.
And so does she!
You will feel her in your bones
When you are one
With all that you call home.
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Musings
RandomJust some random pieces I have written along the years. Each part is separate. I'm just putting this up to preserve it.
