I am the sum of pain times a million regrets.
I wish to twist
into a song of whispers
to reach across the waters.
I have searched in the dark,
Witnessing to gods and to men
Bearing scars of longing as I traveled the miles.
I should be Hercules, completing several tasks to find grace
I should be Odysseus, conquering lands and seas to find home
Finding it and thirsting again for the earth and the waters.
I am only me, weary witness,
Tired lover, seeking you in a million places
From Benue to Brighton’s edge, random text lost
I find you in the rain, every drop kisses away my pain
Into a renewal of faith where I learn
You are home, remaining in places only I can reach.