It’s been awhile since I’ve participated in Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompts. Life has been busy and has included a trip to this land that feels like home.
I looked at the bridge framed in green
To that faraway place where I felt I belonged
Wanting to step through an image that looked like home
“But you are already home, my child”
The voice inside felt like comfort
Soundless to the ear, but not to the heart
I knew it to be mine,
but not wholly mine
So, I went inward to walk beneath the bridge
I painted the water with my toe
and watched circles
spreading rings outward
like the voice inside
I knew to be home
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