For some, home is a place
where they are free to be exactly
who they are; where they are able
to live their life according to
the dictates of their own heart,
without fear or retribution.
For others, it is just a concept:
a dream of shelter from their storm;
a place filled with hope
where they can be reborn.
In the cold dark night where monsters roam
and darkness threatens our very core,
let us look to the points of light to guide us
–like mariners of old on an endless sea–
to set us back upon the course
that allows for each to have their dream,
that allows the freedom just to be.
© Ginny Brannan 2025
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