Homecoming

 the mountain peaks are where they were
 greenery on the slopes has changed
 they don’t speak to me the same way
 have I changed, or the peaks re-arranged?
  
 with dreamy eyes and a buzzing mind
 I saw these from the crowded train
 now, I look for a sense of peace
 as I drive across familiar terrain
  
 a child draws close to the window
 implores - I buy the pens he sells
 I know cheap pens will not work
 but begging has changed, I can tell
  
 we share the lingo, but faces change
 millenials everywhere look the same
 homecoming from a different mindset
 I conquered, drifted away and then, I came 

dVerse Poetics: On Wandering & Observing