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Home

From here it feels much further then near

But nearer then it has ever been before

This ocean has a different name

Still it reminds me only of the one we once knew

It reminds me that I thought home was a place I could see

A frame, name, constructed to stand

The wind through a window, to leave through a door

I ran to it when the sun went down

Woke in it when it rose again

These waves play the music to a song that I've sung

Each crest rising higher, singing louder

In this place there was a light, and still a darkness

Existing because my eyes could see it

An image with a name

Home

But in seeing I was not feeling

Emotion of a dream I thought we'd lost

Visibly aware

Internally growing blind

It's haunting the feeling of feeling you here

Forever searching, spinning, lost

Found

Unsure what it was I wanted to find

Certain it was a place

Not yet seen

The more I looked the less I saw

The less I saw the more I felt

The more I felt the answers were there

Home has no place, no name, no frame

Still the light, still darkness

Different to know when the looking has ceased

No longer external, suddenly felt

What my eyes had always wanted to see

I feel now in knowing we are never alone

What I always knew

I have been there, we have been there, I will go there

I am there

I want only to blink and on a wave you'll appear

Only to turn, to see it more clear

But closing my eyes the wave is within

The journey began a long time ago

I am already there

The beauty, the fear, everything, always

In you and in me

I am already Home