Notes from the Dream Kingdom: A Story of Migration

If you do not forgive, or do not search,

or do not call my name at night, or wonder if call yours - I will call anyway, forgive, and wait to be forgiven.

Forgiveness is home soil.

It is the only ground where your eye and mine can see each other, without doors.

I will make these my first steps.

I will walk alone, if I must, though without you, do not know the way.

Without you can never arrive.