receiving light...

[madmonkey_duagu]

i crossed a river.
and could not go home.
could not.
go home.

i waded.
from the shallow bank
to the deep water
to the shallow bank
on the other side.

my feet touched sand.
grainy and rough.
they felt like sharp glass,
which ironically they were.

there were scratches on the balls of my feet.
my toes might have bled. but i fought the waves.
determined not to be washed away by the river's currents.
determined, with gritted teeth - 
to return home.

back where i came from
where my family once lived in our chattering days
we would gather for dinner and
then laughter
a happy lot, much happier than -

i reach the other shore. and clutched at
strawey grass
that grew, strewn like
many hay lofts across the brown earth
they made their home amongst the banks


and pulled myself up

panting, i stood
and looked from where i was
to see the home
i once knew
washed away
by time.

the river i crossed
it flowed on and on
and i, on the banks
stood up, but
could not go home
could not go home...

DuaGu
"We are not fettered... we are not chained..."