HEART

Home is a poem to be wrote then unfolded

Told from the soul, out of deep and unknown in

Nobody knows how I've felt all alone when

Most of the time my eyes tell the soul, eh.

No, no worries, know I am okay

I’m like sand in a desert or single snowflake

Gone with the wind as it blows where it goes

Comfortable, for me to call it home.

Found on a beach or turned into rock

Fall into ball, packed into man

Drops like rain into puddle,

Piece to the puzzle, part of the plan, whole.

Created to belong, like words to a poem

Vocal gives sound to the voices unknown

Exposed, heard in the mind through the eyes

Though I may find somewhere, no where is mine.

Time, limitations, four walls hold me in

A mundane, the familiar, My destination

This weird place I’m in, like in the saying

Staying in a place, becoming, just call me weird.

It’s definition to insanity, doing it again and again

Expectations for different, Save your life til the end

I live for the connection, commitment to the present

The who I am and contribution, the best I can and have.

The pulse that keeps me going, doing it though not knowing

The resilience to see what happens

The exactly where I am

Heart is where home is.