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Home Of Soul

Farhana Akter

You feel at home
When the rain touches your lesion
When it winds in the moonflower bloom.
You feel at home
When the waves anchors to the edge of the sea
When the waves get ripply.
You feel at home
When your hair rips at winding in the evening
When your sky gets sanguinary blushing.
You feel at home
When it snow falls
When nebulosity deceives your entity.
You feel at home
When the moonshine glares in the sky of stars and falls on you at slant.
The falling autumn leaves feels at home,
The flying kite’s wings feel at home.
It feels home in the glacial virgin river
It feels home in the misty winter
It feels home in the fall’s cloud
It feels home at sunrise in the desolate wild
It feels home at twilight
And it feels home when the night echoes in your solitude.

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