Home Is Where My My Mind Rests

I once read an interpretation

Of the phrase “I think therefore I Am”

That resonated deeply

“I think where I am not

And I am where I think not”

As I sit in my bright space

I got through much pain and suffering

The fog, the black cloud

Lifts revealing parts I lost

I am not lost in a dark place

My brain engages

Words start to flow

Revelations come

Inspiration that stopped

Knocking on the door of my brain

Comes not as a whimper but sings

In a beautiful harmony

No longer in the dark and lonely place

Now in a content home

Not just bricks and mortar

At home in myself

At home in my soul

Thinking not drowning

Home more than a state of mind

Quietness in my mind not screaming

Thoughts that twist and turn

A space not just to call home

But to be, create

I finally am