Home

Home, Home – Home for what?
Is it of brick and mud for security and shelter?
Or is it of love, companionship and comfort?
Homes of shelter and security or love and comfort
No homes for me.
Shambho my only Home
Homeless he is and Homeless am I
BOUNDLESS.

Into the wild
These old trees
Their dry and wet leaves
Old vines spinning around trunks

Wild beasts
Free birds flying around lakes
Sounds of life
And a breath of fullness

After a long time
A journey has concluded
Into the wild
I'm home