The Calling

The mist of the sea

is breath to me

its air that flows

was born the beat of my heart

My soul drifts

even as it ships

pulled by the waves of saudade

Longing

unbearable to endure

I bury my dreams in its sand

sleeping for eternity

where I belong

I cry when awake

my being aches

for just a moment

to be in that place

where I know peace resides

calling me by name

AURORA MEU AMOR

COME HOME....

Author notes

I spent the fall in Lisbon Portugal and found my soul

By me, right now

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Andre ben-YEHU
July 25

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Lovely...

Beautiful poemization of affinity to a place. That is a dedicated adoration.

How wonderful is to dedicate a feeling with an open heart!

The closing lines: "Calling by my name 'Aurora meu amor' = "Dawn my love" come home"

CALLING ME BY NAME
AURORA MEU AMOR
COME HOME....

"AURORA"
Dawn = Eos = Aurora. (English, Greek, Latin)

In respect and appreciation,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
lovelife50124
May 19
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to tell you the truth i did not understand this poem but wat i got from it it was good