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Home to Sea

A dream at age seven

By Jenn KimPublished 2 months ago 1 min read

My bed floats on a sea of dark cerulean

And darker still the sky

Littered with lights.

I cling to my quilt and look over

Around me fins break the surface,

Glittering in the moonlight.

A hand is offered and I slip into the sea

At the end of a breath I inhale. Again.

I belong to what belongs to me.

The creature holds fast to me, and I to her.

A cave of warm gold light appears

And I’m inside of a song.

Welcome, we’ve been waiting

A tranquil voice with green hair

Arrayed in glitter and kelp

Dances on waves with me.

Fins and hands,

Scales and nightgowns,

The ocean is home and

The sea is us.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Jenn Kim

Mother and artist. On a journey of self-discovery through art.

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