Home

Home is my space, a quiet place where I breathe in the sun's embrace. Home is freedom, vast and wide. A kingdom where my dreams reside. Pieces fit a puzzle whole , even when I leave it calls my soul. Here life's meaning comes so clear, big or small my mind breaks fear. Walls fade yet stairs stand tall, catching me each time I fall. As light dims low, my thoughts ignite, a melody glowing in the night. Water, air and warmth hold strong, me and my thoughts are where I belong. Like stories told in endless hues, or morning suns in golden views. Looking out, I see the view, a world alive where flowers bloom, home is me and I am home, without me it stands alone.