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.”


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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