Home is home is home
I am home
in the chaos
in the clashing
of lightning and sand
of metal and bone
in the transformation
of a violent instant
into a soft one
I am at home
with ribbons of water
guiding my palms
toward the ocean floor
back upturned
and wading
wading
waiting
I am at home
far away
from breath
from life
but still so close to you
you are home
you are
you
lovely. lulling. mysterious.
Thank you so much!
chaos & clashing go so well together 🙂
Thank you! I really appreciate it!
This was wonderful!
This poem brings forth many images and emotions in me, at once. Thank you for sharing.