Home

Broken, lost, yearning 

We are thrown, limp and half-starved, on distant islands, an eternity from home 

Surrounded by an infinite, barren ocean, no one is coming to rescue us 

Our bodies, minds, souls are hungry, sick, weak 

Needing, longing, desperately we move through life

Our restlessness, ambitions and discontents are all shadows of one longing

We are impelled forward, but what impels us? 

We think, but who is the thinker? 

We act, but who is the actor? 

Sometimes we numb ourselves to ease the pain, filling every silence

Otherwise, it is too much to bear

But the restlessness never truly goes, the yearning never truly stops

Each one of us is Odysseus, seeking our return home

We move through life with forces seemingly bent against us

Do we give up? Retreat? Do we let these forces keep us down?

Or do we continue? Do we rise? Do we learn from our setbacks and grow? Do we plant our feet on the ground, send our roots into the earth, and reach for the skies?

The journey home is long, arduous - full of emotion, tragedy and laughter

Many of us never reach this place, many of us fail to realise that we never really left this place

But we all have the potential

Sometimes we need guidance and love, sometimes we need to surrender

We never left, we never left