PAD: Playing with Sunlight

Happy 11-11-11!!
Writers Digest November “Poem A Day” challenge-  Day 11
Swimming in sunlight
thick with sounds:
voices, conversations
opinions, attitudes
Shadows stretch long
point west toward me
My soul strokes east
propelling this fish forward
What river have I fallen into?
Ocean, to river, to stream
following the scent of home
Where is my birthplace?
I say I was born
in the sunbeam itself
not the shadow
although conceived there
Baby’s first sense is smell
when it begins to breathe air
New sense turns on
when sunlight strokes the face
…the smell of home imprinting on the mind.
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