Tuesday, December 8, 2009

here we are

there is a valley, I know
but I sit atop a fortunate peak
and in the morning, I look below
mist like a lake, fills in the folds

with all the seeking and all the travel
with all the depths and heights to reach
wherever you go, there you are
and a home is just that, a home

where you eat and where you sleep
where your heart returns to rest
where the next journey begins
and where ever the last may end.

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