Homecoming

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I dance
A daze of days
Away on coals
So hot I have
No soles but holes
Wherein my soul
Seeps through
To seer until
It disappear
From view
I too
I go where
You can see me not
I’m here
In atmosphere
But lost
Can’t peep
Nor seep
Nor dance into
The view
That sits beside with you
I flew elsewhere
And you will find me
When you look into the far
Off stars to guide you
I’ll be there
In care and kind
Behind you
And before you
When your body
Is at home…

©K Barr

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