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The Seventh Day

Going Home

By Cathy holmesPublished about a month ago 1 min read
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As the sun sets on the seventh day,

and the birds sing songs of welcome

to the moon and stars,

my feet will, once again, touch that rocky shore.

My lungs will immerse themselves in the salty breeze.

I will breathe with the air of gratitude,

as the pieces of myself I left behind

in that magical place

will join with the souls of remembrance who come to greet me.

For the first time in sixteen years

I know, in my mind, that I will be home.

But what I also know is that

in my heart, I never left.

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Cathy holmes

Canadian family girl with a recently discovered love for writing. Other loves include animals and sports.

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Comments (21)

  • Kayleigh Fraser ✨9 days ago

    This is exactly the medicine I needed Cathy, thank you 🥹 Your photo could easily be a Scottish loch.. thank you for taking me home with your lovely poem ❤️

  • Oh this makes me want to got to my home

  • Tiffany Gordon about a month ago

    Awesome work Cathy!!

  • Real Poeticabout a month ago

    “My lungs will immerse themselves in the salty breeze.” So descriptive that I could taste it!

  • Ameer Bibiabout a month ago

    Your writing is beautiful and makes me feel things. Thinking about returning to a particular place after a long time is emotional. You link your heart; this place sounds real and emotional when you talk about it. This is a beautiful and powerful poem.

  • L.C. Schäferabout a month ago

    This is so uplifting, I'm glad I read it 😊

  • Dawnxisoul393artabout a month ago

    The connection to a magical place and the souls of remembrance convey a deep sense of nostalgia and spiritual resonance. The juxtaposition of physical return and the eternal presence in the heart speaks to the enduring bond with a cherished home. It is a poignant reminder that home is not merely a physical location but a place that resides within us, forever treasured. We are very fortunate to read this poem, and were deeply moved, liked it, and hope to read more of your work, thank you very much for sharing this wonderful journey of the soul, subscribed.

  • D. J. Reddallabout a month ago

    The world without changes while the world within remains constant. A fine theme, caught herein with style and grace!

  • Christy Munsonabout a month ago

    Love it, especially the last line!

  • C. Rommial Butlerabout a month ago

    "Home is where the heart is." Or, as I have elsewhere stated: "Far more important than where my body dwells Is how I choose to dwell in my body." Well-wrought!

  • Ammu about a month ago

    Loved it 🥰

  • Rony Sutradarabout a month ago

    The way how you see love and feel it is brilliant. I subscribed you to give my support and I welcome you to read my ones too 🥰!

  • D.K. Shepardabout a month ago

    Ah, this is beautiful! In both sentiment and composition. Wonderful piece, Cathy!

  • Beautiful… always lovely to be home again. ‘I know, in my mind, that I will be home. But what I also know is that in my heart, I never left.’💜

  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a month ago

    Oh yes, you wrote about this for the challenge that was posted in the Wander community. I forgot the title, sorry 😅 Have a wonderful time there! 🥰🥰🥰 You'll bring Abigail along, right?

  • Andrew C McDonaldabout a month ago

    This is almost sensually sweet, bringing about a poignant longing. Very nicely done.

  • Sonia Heidi Unruhabout a month ago

    Your poetry always so artfully blends senses and emotions and rhythms ... and leaves me with a sigh of satisfaction -- especially this poem!

  • Babs Iversonabout a month ago

    Fantastic gratitude poem!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕

  • John Coxabout a month ago

    This is a wonderful poem, Cathy, I feel the longing for your return. The mystic salt and earth of home. My father had a deep connection to his home place and by connection my siblings and I did as well. Interestingly, I feel little connection to the land of my youth.

  • Hannah Mooreabout a month ago

    Ah, so holding, so gently safe.

  • Dana Crandellabout a month ago

    Beautiful photo, gorgeous words! This is exactly what coming home should feel like!

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