I am out mostly
these days, being counted
in the crowdest of streets,
and becoming more
of a sheep. Or perhaps
forgetting who I am
and becoming who
I don’t remember—this
battle is to be away from
the self.
And so, I am wandering away
not because I am lost.
But because I am looking
for a new Home. A
Home to return to.
A Home that has an
open heart. A Home
that harbors love,
peace, and blessings.
A Home that is happy
to have me. A Home that
keeps its gate open even
at night for souls in need.
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