'Sojourner; seeking the path that leads home' by Fatimah

Straddling the threshold

The crossroad

The junction

Every side calls out to you in a strangely familiar tongue

Every new path, every bend in the road

Is a trip you’ve made a million times before

Even though you’ve never been here before

It is a game of tug and pull

There is no winner. Yet

Your feet remain firmly planted astride. For now

But the raging battle is over

You have to cross that line

You have to pick a side and never return to the other

Wandering child, you will have to choose your home

Kneeling at earth’s hearth

Your èjìkás ache from the weight of the ìkòkò in your hands

This is where the journey begins to end

Relief has come

You finally let go of the weighty bowl of indecisiveness

Tears, laughter, sorrow, joy, pleasure and pain cascade over you in agonizingly soothing waves

This is the place

Where your decision must be birthed

Wandering child

You are almost home.

Fatimah is a writer and an aspiring baby girl. Check out her awesome writings on the wanderinglass.com and follow her on Twitter @FlawlessMilo

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