Oil on canvas
Year 2023

Beyond my wildest dreams and my darkest fears
There’s a field I’ve long stood upon
By the wetlands of Windermere.

Tracing the shadows of cruising black swans
Racing my past, sitting on my pier.
Who am I or who have I become?
Who was I? That’s probably long gone.
I hear the noise of cracking wood everytime I step on these veneers.

But these stems of fire, more like connecting wires
Rewind my memories of days which are yet to come.
I see a gleaming horizon, some new burning desires
And a glimpse of fondness in the sky saying:
“You are home”

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