Home?

Home is something that is still to discover

A neverending search that I alone merely can't uncover

Though home brings to mind love and stability

It doesn't last long without uncomfortability

A restlessness that drives straight through me

I pray that one day the answer is concluding

There are moments I find like the touch of a lover

A deeper connection that is like no other

The smell of the sping that I wish I could bottle

Take it with me to where ever I would travel

The warmth of the humid air from where I grew up

Like a hug, it finds me in a scarf snuggled with a cup

The calming sea or the daunting waves

Just the smell of the ocean is all I crave

But even on an aeroplane far from the world

floating between two places; the past and what is yet to be unfurled

Home seems to be so temporary

A jumble of moments with no conclusion no end

just new pieces of me to carry around the bend

Though no matter how much I search

There is no one place that I can perch

Yet home is something my heart will always follow

I hope I can find a new piece of it tomorrow

For it is not just one place one person or building

But a mixture of all because home is still infilling

I learnt that from you, from all the people I meet

I learnt that from the oceans and stars that I great

From the sweet smell of spring that I keep in a bottle

From that humid air, I made it into a scarf and wrap it around me like a cuddle

From the freedom of the open skies on a plane

From those buildings that I hope to one day see again

Maybe one day one place will be true

And maybe in that one place, it could be made for two

For now every bit of home I find

Will lead me to wherever that beautiful home lies.