Home is where the heart is, they say.

Home starts in the house you grew up in, with love pampered,

even when sin was happening under your skin and no one was aware of this grim.

Home sparks with the best friends you've named and the first love you proclaimed.

Home unfolds as you become more of who you are, never minding your outlying,

only inclining to witness in new and different explorations.

Where safety is of concern, arising clinging sensations for more, reaching so far and for your limitations.

Home is where the heart is when you find another heart that feels like home.

Home for sure now is a feeling, a feeling you love, like the best kind of dreaming.

Home grows around you with the power of two beating and fated hearts.

Home becomes nowhere when looking back with doubt starts to sprout, against a future of overwhelm, and escape is the only present.

Home still finds its way through the cracks, in many moments of laughter, when you stop thinking of what's after.

Home now knocks on your door, hiding behind hurt and pain, in between realizations and revelations.

Not the ones you could have planned for, or those you could foresee.

Not even the ones you can fight or flight over.

The ones that shake and shatter your very own knowing, existence and being.

What was Home is, now, lost to never be found.

Finding Home now?

What unknown can be cast around?

You look back for Home in dated people and matching places, with love pampered,

nothing of what was Home can be refound, touched or even tasted.

Only then, Home finds you,

In moments of your surrender and in hearing your name.

In moments your body's nerves are not aching for pain.

In moments you can witness yourself from a universal frame.

Among all the chatter, a new voice from within starts to spring.

A voice that loves you, is and had been loving you, that has and will have love for you, despite and through it all.

A voice only destined to be love aligned along your way.

A voice whether you like it, agree with it, diminish or abandon it, or not, will still be here,

still loving you aligned along the way.

Home is now open for you to walk in, or with, or through,

Only now you can finally see

that the only Home there is,

is the new found relationship

within you.

I guess it's true, home is where my heart is. I found it within me.

I am Home.