Old Ocean's Call
I ache to return to where my soul
may at last find my elusive self
and once again be truly whole.
I must heed the old ocean's call
echoing in my brain, telling me
so quietly, "I am one, I am all."
Vaguely, I recall the joy of returning,
of being back again to a place
I can't remember ever leaving.
I writhed in pain with the ache to stay,
fiercely wrestled with, then lost to
the urge to leave and be away.
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Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2011
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