The Islanders
The Islanders
We live in an Island
Surrounded by water
Both murky and crystalline
In water we put our trust
To protect us
From the outsiders
Our lives are internalised
We become the outsiders.
We are the Islanders!
Our imagination is pixied
Our dreams not fluid
or solid but shattered.
Our faces closed.
This paradox is not what we desired.
We live in Diaspora in Dystopia!
Therefore the water lets us down
Again and again!
A bridge over it, we build
to reach out to the others
Embrace otherness
To embrace compassion
Afterall the word is the very epitome of the womb
From which we are born!
The healing begins in our core!
No longer are we Islanders.
But we are the tamers of the water
The builders of the bridges!
The healers and the healed.
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