Through longing
and loneliness
I've now found
A home in this
place where we all share
Our secret, sacred selves

In this kinship,
I have found
I am secure

I feared
I was a fool
To speak of bliss
In constant sorrow

I feared of
Weaving webs of words
Too thick
To let the light shine through

Only gandering, instead
Upon a meal of
Conceptual fortitude

But with a mind full of cobwebs
And miasmas of parasitic insects
I will do whatever it takes
To keep myself thriving