For those without a home, Rome
is nowhere, and the road
endless and everywhere.
Home is a welcoming face. No, a space
where lives are lived in that welcome
in time that’s gone, and that newly arrives.
Reasons for leaving get lost on the way; may
not arrive at all. What there is
is who is here now, backs to the wall.
Beautiful and intense. Loved it. 🙂
Glad you liked – still tinkering with it (excuse the ‘tinker’ing!).