Soar

From these remote shores

it still seems possible

to overcome the distance ,and

touch with thought ,old heartland

Claw my way up jagged terrain ,

recapture a defiant mountain range

Seek hidden flats where smilje

everlasting flowers grow

Like so many summers ago

Where I would take a walk

to the east rocky edge

and immerse my senses

into the fragrance of

wild flowering sage

Become a single blade of grass

lashed from bone chilling Bura,

sway warmed by Jugo wind,

quench the soul with melodies

my mother used to sing

Recall to mind all

man made storms, in the present

and of expired past – dancing

an alternate dance

across foreboding skies

From this timeless land

of rainy forests

unforgiving droughts,

flood and fire storms,

where oceans roll from shore to shore

gum trees kiss the sky

I am allowed to remember

free to cry

Soar like a bird in flight

as often as I need to

until the end of my time

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