hitching a ride back home
there is magic in the fields
you can feel it
a sort of cosmic energy
forced upon the earth from
unknown galaxies
far away from city lights
alien forces
settle in peaceful places
careful not to disturb
the natural order of things
I didn’t choose to be cast
away from perfection
but I’m thankful to be back
after traveling ninety trillion
and one hundred miles
june two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
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How would we welcome back the traveller
yes with open arms