First time noticing quietness

I’m walking around in my room…
maybe I’ve been in a cage, since the early 90s
maybe it’s stayed quiet since that night in March when I first discovered quietness
it wasn’t smothering at first; it was curious indeed
that’s what happens to someone who comes from the hustle and bustle of the east, then somehow, gets embedded in North America.
Maybe I’ll always be a visitor here
with that curious mind
maybe if I think like this, I’ll never feel like I don’t have a home,
that in fact, I’m just a permanent visitor here
and that my true home is still in the east


Published by Samasya Tapasya

Samasya? Tapasya!

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