I began to understand
How much, in that moment
Home was where I wanted to be
Not for its familiarity
Nor for its comforts
Nor even its dull grey beauty
But for its being
An integral part
Of my being
Not for its familiarity
Nor for its comforts
Nor even its dull grey beauty
But for its being
An integral part
Of my being
Not because I am so small
But because existence
Is very, very big
So I remind myself
I am not in the world
I am not of the world
I am the world
And it is me
Sometimes
I think
The road unknown
Explores as much
The me I do not know
Which is all the more enticing
Than the me I believe is me
After a while
All anyone sees of me
Is the walls
After a while
All that is left of me
Is the walls
Not the horizon
Where there is only
More water
And more land
As I turned
My mind to it
It rose
And rose again
Into a mighty fire
Startled
I turned away
Tamped it down
Put it away
Returning to my quiet