You are like the spec of sand,
carried away by the wind…
far, far, far, away from the land,
where you had always been.
Lost with the sky
you wonder why
the world passes by you,
as you daydream on foreign sand,
longing for another blue…
Enchanted waves washes your mind
as you try to find
that forgotten piece of the ocean
the answer to all your questions
lingering with your tears…
and suddenly
you have nothing to fear
for the world is your ocean
and your ocean is the world’s
and as you travel by
floating in the sky
you smile
for it’s worthwhile
to long for home
and to find home
in your longing.
poetry and photography copyright neha 2016
forgottenmeadows 