The sojourner

The forest is well lit
The canopy is huge and green
The supports are huge and lame
The base is firmly rooted

Whence cometh the light
As it wafts at waist level
Caressing the supports
Wooing them in confidence

It is dark above
It is dark below
It is sweet light here
Though i cannot see my feet

I fret in fear
I am drenched in a fever
The lure of the light
Dancing and singing
Has brought me far

Take me home
Home to my motherland
The land of my umbilical cord
There, I will see my feet.
I know my way home

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