Longing for a Taste of Home

Long for a Taste of Home

by Beepig

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Before the delightful madness of the first week back at school, I baked a cake.

I baked a German cheesecake, a cake that keeps me wanting, a cake that makes me smile, a cake that knocks me right back to my other home and still manages to soften the blow of the business and busy-ness of London.

A cake that inspired this little piece or slice of creation…

It’s Definitely not purely cake related but makes me smile just as much.

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Open, close, ope… OPEN. Brilliant light! This is what I treasure.

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I wake to a fiery glow as it is waking with me.

Little movement, no chatter, all is calm and sleeping. The feeling rises within me, it is a reflection.

Peace. All is dark, yet all is bright: Golden – black.

I hope desperately for no sound to be made, I cannot be woken from my tranquil state.

Alive and full of vibrancy, do not think a thought too many Please.

Stay. Stay as you are. Continue sailing through this jungle, never stopping. Be.

This was the first I saw then and the only one I wish to see now. It is always there… It always comes back to me as I come back to it.

Two, five, seven, eleven, twenty-one; I came home and will come again. 2571121

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This is a Sunrise over Edinburgh.

…or should I watch a cheesecake bake in the oven perhaps? 🙂

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