Joyful Ruins

I’ve begun

to find a home

increasingly within

myself

A place to sit

and rest

A shelter

A warmth

Before now

I searched for home

in places

and faces

I hoped

I’d find safety

and love

Comfort

and strength

Sometimes

I did

but mostly

I didn’t

because even when I found

a face

a place

that lifted me up

it could often bring me down

just as quick

and I’d be a lone again

with myself

Home was fleeting

because home was not within

I had not thought

of creating a home within

but I did

I started small

with kind words

compassion towards myself

I took steps

built rooms

even decorated

as I slowly

and beautiuflly

became home for me

My home is still

a work in progress

some doors have remained unopened

some rooms need light

corners need dusting

and my home

needs upkeep

but it’s always there

and it is mine

to go to

and to care for