Home is a feeling
that you can find anywhere
circling around you.
Home is a feeling
when your past re-emerges
without a warning.
Sometimes I find it
and sometimes I don’t but I
never search too hard.
It’s enough knowing
it will come again when the
circle re-connects –
The resonation
that we are all just souls in
universal drift.
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