Home

Stamp Falls, Port Alberni, B.C.

All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying 

to get back to where it was. - Toni Morrison

Like the river, 

I was always headed

to the sea,

my heart lulled only 

by the gentle lap

of waves upon the sand.

It took me ten years,

and then twenty more,

to reach its shores.

I travelled

by cellular memory

and inner compass.

Like a single drop of water,

the ocean filled

my DNA.

A homing pigeon

flew me over the mountain.

An orange ball of fire

setting behind the hills

welcomed me in.

One step upon the sand,

and the questing, seeking

voice in me was stilled,

and I was home.

for Sanaa's prompt at Real Toads: Water