Third Eye Whisks Me To Cairo
my third eye whisked my soul to Cairo
I had an eagle’s view of the pyramids
tasted grittiness of the sand on my tongue
camel sat and pondered my arrival
old Egypt is mystical and ethereal
sand birds accepted me as one of their own
we flew together over pharaoh’s tombs
I was home! I was home! I was home!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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