steampunk heart
Stanzas and Sayings

arriving/dreams of home

often now i dream of home


not the place of coming from

nor all the places i have been

that to me were only home

through accident of being

the places my belongings were

at any given time

but not belonging

never belonging


home is the place

i journey to

to place my hands on rough hewn walls

to take the deepest breath


sleep the deepest sleep


because at last i am home


and when i rise


in sunshine

there will be sunshine


the land beneath my feet

will be my land

the trees i rest against

my trees


often now i dream of home