Home Is Wherever You Are
Always With You
Home is not simply a place,
but instead, a feeling.
It’s sense of belonging,
of love, and peace.
It’s a place to which you can always return.
Home is a memory
that soothes the soul
when your heart begins to yearn
for something familiar
that has touched us deep within.
Home is a recipe
of trust and compassion -
shared with those you cherish
at a table of tradition.
It’s a song that transports your mind
to a moment forever fixed in time.
There is laughter and sometimes tears
accumulated over many years -
that travels with you
no matter where you are.
Because home will always be home
no matter how far.
About the Creator
Jonathan La'Frank Hairston
I’m a traveling thinker and feeler which heavily influences my writing. I have varied interests and ideals from cooking, music, to philosophy, and advocacy. I thrive on in depth conversations and thinking about the human condition.
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There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. However, these were times of war and alliances needed to be made. What better allies could one have than the mightiest creatures in the world? Caliph stood in awe as he watched what could only be the procession of the highest-ranking dragons in all Grenadia. There were ten in total, but the one that caught his eye was the largest and most majestic leading them. He’d heard the other warriors crowded around the camp’s entrance call her Athina. She was massive. He would never say that where she could hear him, out of fear she’d squash him flat. But he could think of no other words to describe her size. Regardless, she was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen in his twenty years on this earth. Her scales were a warm golden color and almost heart shaped. Her claws shone like diamonds and were undoubtedly much stronger. She had four horns adorning the top of her head, two short and two long. The way they curved in and upward seemed to form a crown to display her status. Her eyes were the color of sunset, changing as they moved over the crowd below. Her face was stern, confident, but Caliph could sense a hint of kindness in her gaze. One that did not detract from the power she exuded. He would have fallen to his knees the moment she got near had he been a lesser man. Still, he knew he was a mere mortal in her presence. If he was excited simply by hearing that the dragons would be attending the war council, seeing them completely overwhelmed him. Caliph knew this moment would live in his memory for the rest of his life. To have all the free tribes of Grenadia gathered was a momentous task, but for the dragons to agree to attend was a moment unheard of in this age. As he stared at them, Athina in particular, the world sank away. It was as if he were in a trance.
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