Transported

The mountains of my ancestral land

Beckons me

Slowly

I tread

Breathing

Wet

Cold

Air

Instantly

This picture

Transports me there

The flowers of my ancestral land

Lifts me

Slowly

I rest

Breathing

Clean

Wild

Sage

Instantly

This image

Claims my presence

The waters of my ancestral land

Cools me

Slowly

I sunk

Breathing

Fresh

Sparkling

Wet

This image

Awakens my senses

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-05-31, Pictures by Dawn Noemdoe.