Monday, November 30, 2009

Where I Travel and Live

I travel many roads and live in many places
Often losing my way
Always finding my home.

I travel on the surface
Sometimes diving into the depths
Until I need to breath.

I travel at my own speed
Slower is boring
Faster is scary.

I travel toward the sunrise
Sometimes it looks like the sunset
But I am wrong.

I live in uncertainty
I sometimes visit certainty
But I always return.

I live in shades of grey
I sometimes see black and white
But it is just a mirage.

I live in ambiguity
A comfortable place
Without sharp edges.

I live in hope
I sometimes visit despair
But I always return.

I live surrounded by trees
Knowing I am in the forest
Somewhere.

I am home.

1 comment:

Bonnie Millender said...

That is beautiful - such a moving rendering of the human condition. Thank God for home!