~Home
~
Can you find your home
Under foreign skies?
Or feel your heart melt
Finding home in someone's eyes?Just where is home anyway?
A place of respite or
Somewhere to sleep at night?
Or perhaps it's more a feeling...
A place without floor or ceilingIt can be
The quietness
Of a crystal blue lake...
Or the feather-light wind
Drifting through your curtains,
Softly stirring you awake.Aye, home is more
Than just a place.
Beyond even
Fuzzy warm slippers
Or a gentle smile
On your face.Home makes you realize
The reason for stars
In the skies.
And why all of us
Find peace
Even after
Our heartbeats cease.It's where we
Spend our dreams,
Searching for what
We only vaguely recall.
The journey lingers
And the sands of home
Slips thru our fingers...
And then home becomes
Just down the hall.So home is not where
You hang your hat,
But rather where
You hang your heart.
It's a yearning
To find
A celestial burning...
A place where we all
Had our start.
MEH/@Copyright,10/97
