When I am lost, its not a physical space I seek. It is not a geographical location I know as home, but rather somewhere in space and time.
A place where i knew my value, and a time when I felt whole. When I lacked the ability to care for myself, the courage to believe I was worthy and the ability to love the submissive soul that the world walked on with little regard ...
It is there my soul seeks always. A place to rest, to grow, to give of myself freely. A place and time, long past |