already home

one day, by the sea, we shall sit like this,
half-asleep with coffee kisses and warm hugs,
looking out upon the earth’s wide wonder,
out there over yonder, over the great green abyss
and bless all our clumsy missteps,
and the roads not taken.
for if i’m not mistaken we have awakened in the shade
of the sycamore’s golden curls
blessed in the light of love.

Phillip Mellor 2014