The home of my heart
The homeliest home of all
Is in the unknown
That I love and fear
It's on the roads that call me
It's on the wings of metal birds
It's in the first breath that I take
Somewhere new.
It's in my blood
It's in my veins
My heart beating:
Go, go, go
My soul is most alive
In those in-between spaces
In the little moments
Fleeting and forever gone;
Forever etched in my heart
Forever mine
My true home is a feeling
Vertigo and elation
Worry and joy
Anxiety and hope
It's everywhere
That I'm not
Yet
About the Creator
Helen Olivier
I mostly write to share emotions.
You can find me also on Medium: https://medium.com/@Helen.Olivier
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