Home coming


    Dropped in the expansive lands


    of untilled fields, weathered weeds


    devouring the calmer greenery.


    Oceans teeming with fierce fins,


    the screech of birds overhead.


    Trunks that tower like volcanos,


    spurting red and yellow leaves


    like a flaming halo.


    Rocks the size of clouds, tigers


    and lambs on the hunt


    for drowsy copses. Fashion


    the tools from the earth,


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    cull food from the bounty of wilderness.


    Burn exotic foliage, lighting beaming


    like a lighthouse. Kingdom untamed—


    welcome to the place the future will call home.


    Calm seas


    Dwelling on the eye of the storm,


    like a pin poised on a spinning top.


    Encircled by the rush and rage


    of heaven beating the ocean to splinters.


    Nose the ship into the mouth


    of the leviathan—we can’t spin


    in the silence of the eye forever.


    Tie yourself to the mast


    if ups become downs and thunder pounds


    your skull, lightning seizes your sight.


    The world is in motion,


    the ocean a seafaring vessel,


    the waters sails and anchors.


    Tie yourself to me when the sea trials


    plummet through our open hands.


    Hold on tight to me.