I look up in the sky and see faces in the clouds gazing down at me.
Ferried on a canoe across a lake like a journey through time.
Thoughts, Dreams, Memories.
They mingle into a tapestry of my experiences.
I breathe in the welcoming air of the familiar scents that I thought I’d forgotten.
My eyes attune to the greenery that kidnaps my senses
and my ducts they leak the essence of repressed emotions.
The warmth in the ambience embraces me for all the hugs I never received whilst away
and the ones I had when I was last here.
Charmed into awe whenever I discover doors that lead to the many mysteries you hold within.
Just always there to be unraveled in my country.