The same sky
The settlers arrive by sea; they look for safe harbour.
An overhanging rock, clump of trees, a cave
to set up 'home'.
The settlers look for a refuge with a prospect;
high ground with a view of the water that carried them,
ripples of memories fading already.
This cave-like home is present but temporary.
It has a low door, for safety
and for heads to bow in gratitude.
and only then to look up at the same sky,
whose rain falls with voices from home.
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