I wept last night for a lost home,

not a home of roof and walls windows nor doors,

not of beds, chairs and rooms to rest upon or within,

But a home of my heart where i feel lost,

a place where God flows and embraces,

and i never am forgotten not in the hearts of man,

but never forgotten in the heart of God.

I felt so far from home, though even when I am close and in full embrace,

I cry and hurt cause of all the love i feel for such a place.

not a poem, just a fact.