when i looked at the cloudy sky today, i saw you smiling. i closed my eyes in delight, but i could still see the light. my heart brimmed with love like a cup filling from the ocean. it connected me with you, and with God, too. now i feel a delicious togetherness; an unceasing lovingness. it comes from God, and it has the shape of your smile.
If it is—if it must be—
Then why doesn’t it feel like so?
When I travel,
I don’t feel like an outsider
As much as I do in my own hometown.
Yet when the flight lands back here,
I feel as though my heart is a jewel
Being placed back into its safe box
Like this land is two open palms
That await my arrival
And spread to embrace me
Into eternal safety.
I must accept
That I am forever torn
Between being from but not of,
Being part here and part elsewhere.
I prefer detaching myself from where I am
Erasing the sharp edges of time and space
By concentrating on a screen or a book
And not looking at the clock
To take myself off this place and find my soul elsewhere