What these Ithacas mean

Stillness and motion 

Land and the ocean

Here and not there   

Here I am 

Finally free   

I have given me  

My wanderlust dream     

I can see outside   

One prefaced by my reflection   

My figure casts a shadow  

Who I smile at 

Look through to the world beyond   

To the vision of my Ithaca   

Past and present   

Our Giuseppe   

And our unknowns     

And I cry   

When I take myself back   

To the left and lost 

I am lost   

With a foundation   

These ties   

That I will never let break   

Be my Ithaca   

And I’ll be yours