NaPoWriMo Day Thirteen: Only in Dreams

Only in dreams do I feel

The success of nostalgia

The culmination of that homesickness

For that place I’ve never been

At least not in this life

Or with this body

Or maybe with this soul

I don’t pretend to know

How it all works.

The Germans have a word for it

They call it fernweh

The longing for something far off

Something undiscovered

Something beyond

So within these walls

And nowhere to go

Light a candle

Sing a song

Just keep searching,

I guess