28th May 2023
Sometimes wonder if I am in a dream
I am so grounded it feels foreign
Because my mind is running
From place to place and idea to idea
What Naarm has given me
Is a place to call home
A vocation, a lover, a community
That I can build a new history
And I feel anchored to what I call a base
Roots planted in to the ground
Ready to give up the race
Spreading out my branches in freedom
But the only race is in my mind
And in my heart from too much caffeine
It is a steady pull and push
A balance I could not have asked for more
To be grounded with the freedom
To spread my wings out and explore
To do what I absolutely adore
To be showered with so much more