Throwing stones at the river

my 7 year old nephew asked me

“Where are these ripples going to ?”

Stumped, I thought awhile and

said, “Home. That’s why they are so happy.”

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Home can be your family

or your friend

or that one person who bring out the child in you

or it can be the palpable solitude

of your bedroom in a city full of familiar strangers.

~

Home is the safe space,

where you can give up

, be sad, cry and still make it through.

Home is where you can dance naked

and so can your soul.

~

If you can think of one,

no matter what, hold on to it –

it will be the light you bring

to all your darkness !

And there will be, many.

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