Full Circle
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In a sparkling smile a fountain of youth hides
reminiscent of times where innocence lived on
dirt smudged skin and bared feet.
Stretching high on tip toes under island heat
I could see the ocean on both sides
while dreams took hold of puffy clouds
that tasted sweet like sugar cane.
.
How far carried by the strongest currents
this circle almost complete leaves me longing
for a dreamless night along the ocean,
the sound of those waves where belonging
my soul begs for peace from these scars
gathered along the way.
.
Stretching high on tip toes standing on the ashes
I could almost see across the stars.
–
HO
September 24, 2019
“Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite.”
― Anais Nin