poet

Matriarch

What can be said

A person could speak
up to million words
and still not convey

What can be said

This person knew which few words
of that million you needed to hear
On any given day

Home is where your heart is at any given hour.

Past old memories and scars that still hold their power.

You only find the place you’ve been looking for after you ask.

Pride lies to your mind, this is the place where we finally move past.

You’ll know when you’ve arrived because you are fulfilled at last.

Home is where your heart is at any given hour.

I will lose, I will lose for being me.

I accept that fate for there are many who will not see.

As I lose even the more will I gain.

In speaking my own thought I will find others as me, unrestrained.