HOME is where LOVE happens

Home for me is not an address,

Is the place where LOVE just happens.

Is that feeling of belonging,

The unspoken calm of knowing.

Is where colors come together

To create my world of feather.

Home is where I say: I love you !

Where I say: I need and want you !

Home is where I have no fear,

Where the heart is warm and clear.

Where there are not NOs or MAYBEs,

Where there are no hard emotions.

Home is listening to the stillness,

And the tasting of the clearness.

Where our senses come together,

Celebrating one another.

Home is me being myself,

Without fear, guilt or shield.

Where I can create my world,

Unpolluted by “the”… world.

Is where I begin and end,

Where the silence is my friend.

Where I sense and know and feel

And I’m not afraid to kneel.

Where I trust and close my eyes,

Where I dream and count my dreams.

Home is not a place in space,

But a warm and fuzzy grace.