The winged explorer,The sky-migrant,The global gliderThe borderless flyerThe bird Tell me, Do you look backTo your first nest,To your first branch,To your first tree?Do you only fly onward,Do you only move forward,Never glance backward,Never sigh,Just fly high?Me too, a migrant,Between cities,Between tongues,Between thoughts,Between my originAnd final destination, Here and now, on earth,Only pursuing Peace isContinue reading “Migrant”