I Once Called It Home
I called it home

A place where I was safe and warm

I knew the rooms well

The kitchen held the recipes for life

The dining room the place filled with tastes of life

The living room where time was spent

The bedroom my resting place

The bathroom my emptying space

Now all that’s left is this void

I no longer know what holds the house together

I am no longer safe or warm

I no longer know what life holds

I no longer see a place to spend time

I no longer have a resting place

There is no more emptying space

The frame is barely standing

The foundation I knew is collapsing around me

I’m empty

The void is my mind
['Sharon Brandon']
['Awareness', 'Spiritual Tree', 'Illumination', 'Darshan Raval', 'Spiritual Secrets']