Home!

home...
the place the heart
goes to rest,
the soul goes to find
it's lover and friend...
and the spirit goes
to heal and be forgiven....

the place no one else
can see or touch...
inside the palm of God,
close to the breast of the wind...

the place where
you can stand naked,
and never feel cold!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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