Home ephemeral abode
Where birds fly from
Onto seasonal migratory flights
Where soul goes
After many lifetimes journeys
Where roots form
Good intentions prolong
True desires spawn
Happiness lingers about
Joy whole throughout
Where Self evolves
Overcoming many flaws
Where home is?
If not in our sorrows
Laying low in our hearts and profound
Blissful states of being
Not even rip deep
A melancholy state of home
Where home is
Copyrights Leon Jaime Villegas
October 17,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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