Under a full moon sky
With the North Star to my left
And a knowing of what's right
I am
There are waves here
Swishing in and worrying out
Stirring sand and sifting cells
The shores of my memory become flooded
The break is coming
Listen, you hear it
That sounds, sounds like away
That sounds, sounds like far
For I have been away for far too long
It sounds familiar still
You hear it
It sounds like a path, a path
A pathology
Because homesickness is a disease for the transplanted
And centuries of diaspora seed sewing
Made me, you, us forget that the sea is the only cure for this ease {disease}
You hear it
This is the break
This is the sounds of coming together
The tension before touch
You hear it
That crackle
That sparkle
That vibration
It hums like
It thrums like
It glimmers like
(re-calibrate)
It feels like
(retune)
It heals like
(rebalance)
It shimmers like

Away, It feels like away
Feel it
Listen
Away
Home
Shhh~

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