Home, Is that the place you were born at?
The Nation you hold a passport from?
The Nation you owe your allegiance to?
Or the people you will stand for or stand with?
Is that the place where your parents mansion is?
Or is it the place where your parents were born at ?
Is it that old Long house where your ancestor's lived?
Or the Neighbours that you grew up with?
Is it the place where you have many friends?
Or the Friends you grew up with?
Is it that time when you relish grandmom's deserts?
Or mom's porridge ?
Or the ride on dad's shoulders?
Or the times spent with a favorite uncle?
Or the conversations with your favorite aunt?
Or the times spent goofing off with cousins and siblings?
Is it that place where you know you can throw a tantrum or misbehave and people will still be there for you?
Is it that time when you say "I'm sorry" and the other says "Its alright" and hug you like you were never apart ?
Is it a Place where you hang your Hat after a hard day's work?
Is it that time when you have the house all to yourself and you breathe in Joy and Gratitude?
Or is it more simple than all these...
Could it be a place where our heart is at any given moment?
I guess it is.
Walls disintegrate
Warm hearts waltz in cosmic dance
Glued With love.
8 comments:
This is fabulous Rashmi....and it meant so much to me also. I understand totally.
lovely!!
Bravo Rashmi this is tremendous is this from within a group?
fabulous thinking and writing! home is in our heart, hopefully a warm one!
Thank you for your kind comments Ronnie, Preeti, Jack and Danette :)
@ Jack..yes, this is for the group Creative Challenge Hosted by Danette.
Truly beautiful!
Very nice.
wonderful! I spent years wondering where home was, and eventually realized it's all home, wherever I am is home
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