Tag: Mindy Nettifee

When you are most homesick, inexplicably
for some places you’ve never even lived,
an unexpected ocean breeze salts the heavy air,
stirring everything.

It says: your happiness will return to you
like the prodigal son, having spent
your inheritance of expectations extravagantly,
but ready now to do the work of joy.
Have faith.

The signs of life gather themselves in any darkness.
It’s a rebirth, a rebuilding, of what was never really destroyed.
In what is its own kind of starlight,
a thousand bright minds flicker on,
our imaginations like flashlights,
searching for a path,
blinking in the dark.