We All Want Home


It’s possible to spend a
lifetime looking for home
After many humble beginnings
Many false if hopeful starts
After bowing in thanks and
reverence for finding ourselves here,
For being given the chance to
know the awe of our humanity,
Thankful, too, for the realization
that home is a space we seek
Having found it in juicy parts,
the fiery sun descending over waters,
The bird’s first chirp as it arches
its tiny neck for mother, for food,
The cicadas heralding their arrival
for a cycle in comforting song,
The startling clarity of a cool,
clear river rushing downstream.
Between solid ground and the
expansion of sky, we are here,
Where for a startling moment,
inside matches out and our breath
Is the air of a thousand ways
to soothe and balm the world.
We will travel through many
places that will not be home,
Where we squeeze and constrict
and try and anguish and scream
In confusion for why home is not
our birthright, now, at the ready,
And then we will breathe, and breathe
again, and find that the pursuit of home
Is why we are here, and that there will
be nothing sweeter than arriving. -TS

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