Nested

After a lifetime as a vagrant

without a home beside my soul

Living in places with people

but only feeling at home inside my bones

I finally found a home

to call my own

I knew it was home

When I saw the golden Bagua mirror

above the front door

My room came pre-saged

My housemates used their strength

to help me move in my belongings

They respected everything I said

They went out of their way

to comfort me

Sometimes we do tarot

to bring clarity to our questions

Sometimes we have gatherings around the fire

if I’m around and if I can stay awake

We have this ongoing Tetris tournament

Lisa is an artist

& she loves rocks

almost as much as me

When she saw my rock collection

Her eyes sparkled with glee

She knows a famous geologist

I have only read about in

scientific papers

& sacred manuscripts

Tim & Will

both make music

& love fire spinning too

They love that I roam the house

singing jazz and blues



There's trails for me to explore

There's a lake for my solace

Deers peep through my window

Turkey’s run about the yard

The stone face we named “Henry”

protects my car

I hear the patoo of the owl at night

I hear the subtle soar of planes fly by

I hear the symphony of frogs croak

as the sun sets over the city’s night

That’s how I know it’s my home

My dad even approves

“This place suits you, Doobie.”

“I’m glad you’re here now.”



I finally unpacked my life

from unmarked boxes

I just threw together

when I was in distress

Leaving behind a mess

But I knew the universe had conspired

to give me something better

Now I’m home

I can rest my bones

Because this little bird

has nested