imagine walking
on a beach by the ocean
the waves keep bringing
you heart-shaped stones
imagine your feet on wet sand
your head in the clouds
your eyes set on one
horizon of a mountain
I see you, says the mountain
I see you, say you nodding
where the river meets the ocean
you turn back
not back really
towards home walking
you are the heart
and the heart-shaped stone
and the ocean shaping you
and the mountain
and the feet that is the sand
you are the heart
you are home, yes,
even in a cape of storms.
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