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Four Ever Home
25 January 2006

Back to that place
where face was face
Her past never over
memories all in abyss

Home would always be home
an island of type in paradise
Yet nothing will take away the darkness
while there would be days of sun to shine

Her haven was her heaven
each wave a bolder upon snow for her to surf
Skyboarding like the flight of a seagull
water birds seeking shelter
in Bay of Fundy

The Atlantic and that shadow
of Big Tancook Island
She was home at last
those beaches upon the rocks
and sands of Peggy’s Cove
Nova Scotia - Canada


“When you walk to the edge of all the light you have
and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown,
you must believe that one of two things will happen:
There will be something solid for you to stand upon,
or, you will be taught how to fly”
Patrick Overton - Faith
The Leaning Tree, 1975
Rebuilding the Front Porch of America, 1997
US teacher, scholar, poet, playwright, author,
lyricist, speaker, visual artist, and author of the "Faith" Poem


© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)

a poet who cares