both sea and sky are kinsmen
of regale genera of earth
and an abode for life and form.
here I am, with feet rooted in brown soil
fascinated by the northern lights
a tear and sigh find escape
for I know whence I have come
and the long miles that led me here.
I alone know how long it has taken
to stand freely again
to sigh freely again
to behold the sky and northern lights
and to bathe calmly in the sea
these days are as cool as blue
these days are as smooth as tune
but I will never forget
the fiery thunder and storm
that led me here.
my battles are my own
my scars are my own.
a prayer finds escape:
may this blue enure in perpetuity
may this calm persist.
here I am,
member of a sea-sky fraternity
of life, form and hope.
Written by Yewande Akinse
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