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Home is not where the heart is

Home is the knowing of all I can be

By Soleira GreenPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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In my travels of years and years

I have discovered through all my fears

that home is not where the heart is.

Home is not where the heart is I'm heard to say

for I have wandered very far away

from home being where my heart is.

I leapt across oceans wide and vast

to live in countries that spoke of the past

as I searched for where my home is.

Australia, New Zealand, the US and Spain

moving around just searching in vain

looking for where my home is.

Not too cold and not too hot.

Give me great energy, all you got

for that's where I'll know my home is.

Call me to greatness. Pull at my soul.

Make me more than human for that is my goal.

For home is where my fulfilment is.

Let me be infinite, more than before.

Allow my genius to unleash and soar

My home is where my power is.

Escaping human boxes I leap to become

Something extraordinary, not where I come from

Not in the home where my heart was.

I roar, I soar, I leap and I dive

Into marvels and wonders that bring me alive

To a home that dwells not in my heart

But in a universe of wonders that captivates my being

That untethers my human'ness to discover a freeing

That HOME is the knowing of all I can be.

I AM HOME AND HOME IS ME!

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Soleira Green

I love writing & have written a book called 'The Genius Game' (one of 10 books currently published). I love empowering people to unleash their brilliance into the world. Discover more about me at https://www.soleiragreen.com/

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