“To each their way” I spite sputter departing “home”
“The New World!” They say “A new life!”
Then how did she hold me the way I scorched the sky yearning to be held
How did he know
He answer the questions I urged the moon to answer
Demanding an answer!
How is it new?
How so If all of it is familiar?
I am greeted with “Welcome Home” Not “Welcome”
I'm not discovering, yet continuing
Resat in my nook
They said “We’ll leave you be”
“No please, come join me” I say
“My home craves it’s warmth”
WIth that a light reborn
This soft, calm, but indomitable glow
The light at the of the tunnel
Yet no tunnel ever existed
I merely opened my eyes
Greeted with the warmth
The love
The joy the home I dreamt of
The one I kept squinting at miniature distance
They asked “how do you like your new home?
It’s like I never left.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 2:17 PM UTC
“To each their way” I spite sputter departing “home”
“The New World!” They say “A new life!”
Then how did she hold me the way I scorched the sky yearning to be held
How did he know
He answer the questions I urged the moon to answer
Demanding an answer!
How is it new?
How so If all of it is familiar?
I am greeted with “Welcome Home” Not “Welcome”
I'm not discovering, yet continuing
Resat in my nook
They said “We’ll leave you be”
“No please, come join me” I say
“My home craves it’s warmth”
WIth that a light reborn
This soft, calm, but indomitable glow
The light at the of the tunnel
Yet no tunnel ever existed
I merely opened my eyes
Greeted with the warmth
The love
The joy the home I dreamt of
The one I kept squinting at miniature distance
They asked “how do you like your new home?
It’s like I never left.
