found an old poem.....appropriate i think 4 the journey home...


we spend all our time in the air breathing.
confused fish,
thirsty and dry
searching for the river again.
- remember when?
we shared the air, the space together
my breath, my body inside you
until -
swimming through the sky

to fly

across and
away from me

confused and lonely....

me too.

remember when i moved in you?
one voice, one breath, one body
a taste of the divine water
not yours, not mine.
just a drop from all this love.

.....thirsty?