Flying home ,
seeing my homeland from the sky ...
seeing it all again before i die..
looking the trees and clouds ...
seeing everything i knew from so long ago ..
hearing things again i used to hear all the time
being reconnected to the land and the spirit of it ,
being reconnected to who i am as a Australian
It was so strange feeling liek a tourist in my own country
after being away so very long ..
it was so strange having more friends here then i did back home ...
it was so lovely seeing my brothers, my sisters my sunts , my uncles my cousins ..
its funny how u miss them bugging you .. when your family is usually so far away ..
it was funny feeling like family again , i didn't even always know what to say ...
it was funny feeling loved , loved each and every day ..
it was so funny feeling so out of place ..
Next time i will make it better , next time i will do more .. i'll have a plan i'll set in in almost stone ..
whenever is it the next timei go home ..
i hope its not for a sad reason that i have to fly ...
each time i leave my aussie family many many tears i cry ..
each time i leave them ... i feel like im ripped into two part of my soul stays there with them ...
and part goes back on the plane .. back to the land i call home for now .. and into the unforseeable future..