Locating home
across mountains that broke,
suns that melted, moons
that whitened oceans, new
lands resulting from erosions
but, the key on the right depicts:
settlements
developments
commandments
and boundaries;
at one place is my mind
consisting of no ports
or gateways, and at the other
are my eyes that watch birds
perch fearlessly on the lips
of artilleries;
the third, this book,
arching, educating
about respect
and the importance of
tethered mobility
while all I want to do
is cross over.
Silver Moon #3 -- Wolfgang Ludes
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