This Green Land
I love this green land, my skin and body were made for it's weather. I can sit in the sun and not worry I'll be burnt in 5 mins. It is always a joy to come here, I know exactly what to do, alright? I know it's voices, from top to bottom. And the people feel like home. I happily left almost ten years ago and did the (hardest) work to entrench myself in a new place, in the same ways because I always had the feeling I needed to keep moving forward. It's a hard thing to explain, but I had the sense I wasn't finished growing and I needed a bigger pot, so each opportunity that came to move to one, I took it. Now my roots are settled, and I feel like I can somewhat stand up and stand still, I have a greater sense of steadiness and appreciation for all my previous pots too. I can see where they gave me my sense of love for community, for greenery, and my hardiness. There's a few more pots in my future, obviously I'm not done growing, and coming home for...
