Temporary

The week spent in Paris was a blip in the expanse if my life

Just a page, not even a chapter

The city spoke to me like no other

It called out and welcomed me home

Back in the states I always look for the smallest reminder of the fragments of remembrance

Oft times I’m to busy to notice

But when I actively look for it

I find my home again

The wings sprout from my shoulder blades

And I fly again

Fly right back into the arms that made me feel part of something

Looking away again is easy to forget

Getting fascinated with trinkets I lose sight 

And then the search is renewed

And lady inspiration visits

Providing all I need to move forward

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