Posted in Uncategorized by gvd on November 16, 2015

I call the stars my home,
because I am far away from home.
Most days my mind mothers my heart,
shhhh… she tells me, be quiet, no tears
will make it better, wipe them off,
there’s beauty in the smallness of things.
Look at the ant, she is to the world
as humans are to the stars, a fact
that doesn’t keep the ant from living.
But tonight I want to be home,
and the night is clouded.

Ina Vandebroek (14 November 2015)

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