Poem: Home

Home is not where you live.

It is not a place that can be seen.

Home is a place in the heart.

Home is where the soul starts.

 

When incarnated on Earth,

We are still a part of home.

We just do not realize

Our high-self is even there.

We are not aware of the presents

Of God, that is in our souls.

We learn this sometimes

As we get older.

 

We carry home with us everywhere

Home is in our hearts

Home is a part of our souls.

Content by Brenda Marie Fluharty ©2021 all rights reserved

 

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