Dawn

lark fills hollow halls 

of vastness, uncontainable 

sweet echoes of loneliness

 

Clouds scud the sky

impervious to my meanderings

 

Nature rebukes my quibbling

with the beauty of her ignoring

 

Yet embracing

 

Indemnatum

this unknown inclusivity

 

I am

the alien

immigrant, refugee

here

 

 

 

First published in Orbis; Quarterly International Literary Journal