Featured Poet: Naveena Gill

I still remember that very first evening at Goose Spit Park. All the way from Toronto, the Valley welcomed me with a warm golden sky. Finally, my love and I were together.

I was 24 when I moved to Ontario from my home country with just two suitcases full of dreams and emotions, leaving family behind. At first, Vancouver Island wasn’t in my plans, even though I was in love with a very sweet guy who had made Comox his home. But then my plans changed.

That first evening he took me to his favourite place, Goose Spit Park. That orange sky answered everything.

I was always a sunrise person—I never knew this place would turn me into a sunset one.

mysterious orange sky

the phase of light carries many truths and lies
sinks all the laughs and cries
speaks through wings
guides us to fly
one-sidedness is not what he follows
tho!
sparkles our eyes

mysterious orange sky
winks at water as the sun hides
embraces soul,
moon shouts from corner,
turns mystery into night
in peace and quiet

mysterious orange sky
holding millions of hopes, dreams, and desires,
changes colour like a fire
taking light away, hugs the darkness

mysterious orange sky set to rest.

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