Always Going HomeA Poem by AliceWe leave home to return home. WE the Jews. WE the exiled. Travel far to see the intricacy of history. History of the world. This is our history too. We always are waiting, wanting, -Return me home. Travel to the corners of the map to find our history. See in it the beauty. See the strength of prayer, of price, of light, of time. See it in the assimilation. WE are the same here, and different here, but we are all WE and that’s what makes us, definably us. (being ¼th WE is all you need to be, to be WE) See the stars at night, and the stars on the ceiling. Gold, Blue, Bright, Warm, Wonderful. Welcome me from anywhere to anywhere to find that WE are everywhere. Where are we? Why are we here and not home? Why are WE here and not home? When it all seems too much we return. Return home only to leave again. Because to be far away from home, Is how we learn to love home. WE learned this long ago. © 2011 AliceAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2011 Last Updated on March 2, 2011 AuthorAliceAboutOf late, I have been using poetry as a therapeutic device. I have been showing my poems to one of my best friends, and she showed me this website. She told me that perhaps some people here might be ab.. more..Writing
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