Thank you for the beautiful poem.

It makes me homesick. I am at my mother in law's house in the Korean countryside but I would like to be in Chicago.

There is a bigger homesickness. It is from our great origins. Although we are made from dust, it is stardust. We are all connected. And we long to go back there.

Thanks for sharing this poem which makes me think about my existence and humbles me before the canopy of the heavens.