Simple Doubts Poem by Laa Finita

Sunny day,
things go right,
and.. still I wonder:
where's my heart?
Sometimes I pray for love,
sometimes, for being alone.
Am I a wonderer
or a woman 'stay at home'?
Maybe both,
why not?
I can rest in my garden,
as well, the unknown, explore.
Watch an old movie on TV,
and walk through Budapest, alone.
My heart seeks love,
for lonelines hurts and kills.
But, while I watch the horizon,
I ask God: where could I be?

La Finita