it's the same room you've been
walking into
for years.
many seasons have passed
since the first day
you came
into this house.
you sit in a chair and watch
the trees.
you smell the change.
you hear the wind.
feel the air through
the open window.
you've entered this room
so many times
with others.
so many times alone.
it has become your place
of refuge.
of thought and desire.
of past sorrow and healing.
it has become
a true home, a place of joy,
a place
you may never leave.
you enter the room,
it's the same room you've
been walking into
for years.
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