if home is wherever
it is most comfortable to be yourself
let every sky and ocean
let every breeze and motion
let every day and night
let every sound and sight
let all the fields and streams
let all the hopes and dreams
let all the ducks and geese and loons
let all the stars and suns and moons
let every young girl’s heart
let every old woman’s tears
let every young boy’s start
let every old man’s fears
let the saxifragiliscious!
let all the birds and fishes!
let the trees and moss and rocks!
let even sickle cells and chicken pox!
let too all the pain and sorrow
let yesterday and tomorrow
let what is here to stay
let whatever come what may
if home is wherever it is
most comfortable to be yourself
let now always be your home
~ if home
2.26.2018
Bali, Indonesia
Poem & Photo © Michael Highstead