Belonging everywhere, belonging nowhere

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There is a certain romanticism
In belonging everywhere
At home in every town, every city, every square

To be welcomed by everyone
Dispensing with the universal stare
Warmly embraced, brought in to bosom
Brother, that’s what you are to me

There is a certain wonderment
In belonging just nowhere
No claim to any land , nor hillock, nor blue sea

To be invisible to passersby
Ignored at every corner and every turn
Wander unrecognised, not a whisper, not a care
Stranger you be, that is all you are to me.

26 May 2021

Belonging everywhere, belonging nowhere There is a certain romanticism In belonging everywhere At home in every town, every city, every square To be welcomed by everyone Dispensing with the universal stare Warmly embraced, brought in to bosom Brother, that’s what you are to me
There is a certain wonderment In belonging just nowhere No claim to any land, nor hillock, nor blue sea To be invisible to passersby Ignored at every corner and every turn Wander unrecognised, not a whisper, not a care Stranger you be, that is all you are to me.