Return to sender

by Sanjida Shaheed

How can I comfort you,
My homeless soul?
There is no consolation
Within the constellation.
For you are immortal
And cannot be fooled
By romanticization.

You cannot be tied
To fancy falsehood.
You have known
And tasted eternal truth.
A freedom
That is beyond the barrier
My heart is subjected to.

For you, my weary soul
I have nothing to offer
But remembrance
Of your Maker.
Soon you will be free
And return to The Sender.

For there is no place
Like home. This Earth
Is only a station.
And you are
An undelivered mail,
Your final destination.


Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
date: December 15, 2013