Sunday, June 3, 2012

Can we ever REALLY go back home ?

Oh, sure....
We can happily delude ourselves into thinking....
that 'all will be just fine' when we MAGNANIMOUSLY re-enter the picture....
And although, on a certain level, this is absolutely so......
it would seem that there exists a deeper, more profound level of  the veritable measure of "home",...
For 'home' is NOT the chairs and lamps...
'Home' is NOT the hammock or birdbath in the backyard....
Without sounding posthumous or trite....
I humbly suggest that our 'TRUE HOME' is that VERY specific place....
where our LOVE and our LIGHT have lived....
where our sentiment has evolved....
Home is a familiar smell.....
a yellow rose....
a pitch....a sound....
Home is who we REALLY ARE.....when the shades are drawn....
when the makeup from the day is removed...
when the crowds have gone.....
Home is that child whom we adore so....
that aged parent.....
that nostalgic song which grabs us with its utter familiaity....
Home....
Can we ever really go back ?
or.....
Are we ALREADY THERE ?