I+Am+Home

Slipping into night, Wearing darkness, She steps into her world, Where wind whispers secrets, Calms spirit, Heals the heart. She raises her hand to the moon, Is one with the light. Filled, washed, It runs through her. Connecting. Gathering strength, Eyes closed, she leaves, Flies into the night, Rises above sadness, Dances on the breeze, Beneath twinkling stars. For a short time, She is home.