This is for me, right? You reached into my heart and spirit and saw my overwhelming need? I don't know how many times I've prayed that I'd finally be "home," because the places where I've at isn't certainly weren't and the discomfort of it all makes me just want to jump out of my skin or explode or something. Is that the feeling? OH yes... Home may be where the heart is, but if you're name isn't on the lease, the 4 walls can feel like a prison.
~Chelle~

there's always something powerful and sticking to me about the image of someone running as hard as they can. it's odd, but very true. i always wanted to be in a movie running as fast as i can. hmm. anyway, i love the brevity of this piece...it sums up everything that needs to be said. run home. if you feel the urge, then you have to follow your heart. intense.

a song or a mantra for so many men..lol.. ;-)

wow.. this is really deep! i hope you find home :) sometimes those phrases just haunt us until we get them out onto paper... i can't imagine you changing this at all but i can't wait to read it if you do

the possibilities of the wanderer, the risk worth the flight. you put it so elegantly:)

Very interesting comments, I love the poem's feeling, thoughtfull meandering. I myself feel like a turtle and always feel my home with me, it is just when I let someone in my heart that shouldn't be do i need to flee while they painfully gnaw my heart. I have the urge to escape people who judge harshly