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I always return to you
In the end
Steadfast you wait
Patient and calm
You know how I am
Wanderer in my soul
But I always return
To you

I know I came from you
At the start
You are my kin
Under scale and skin
But you know how I am
Independence’s child
Still I know that I came
From you

I’ll always return to you
At the end
When dusk is closing
Like life winding down
You know how I am
Wanting to come home
And I’ll always return
To you

(c ) Helen Valentina 2018

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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2 Responses to Return

  1. philipparees says:

    Reminiscent of the last lines of Involution? Have just read them at a good friend’s funeral. Hope you are well and things are good?

    • Ah yes, just a soul thing for me in this poem so it would resonate with involution though I wasn’t consciously thinking of that when I wrote. Things are fine with me. Hope all is well with you. 😄😄

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