
I wandered the streets
Ragged and lost
Asked every pebble
Every tree, even the frost
Whirling and seeking
Running in a maze
Searching for my North star
Gazing through a haze
The need to find home
The seeking, the longing
The never ending quest
To feel a belonging
Someone must laugh
At the fool that I am
For now I laugh too
At the simple grand plan
The searching can stop
For there is nowhere to be
I am home with each step
I am meant to just be
There is no home
There is nothing amiss
There is no other
I am all that there is
Sit with me, dear me
Bring all of me to myself
A reflection…. and enough
There really is nothing else