Poem: Finally home

You. You. You. You beautiful majestic being.
You creative life-force of soul & heart & mystery &… back to being.
You sure know how to constantly keep me guessing. Digressing. Obsessing.
Second guessing. And third. And fourth. And fifth…

All your you-ness is essential. Reverential. Full of potential. Multi-dimensional.
I see you. I see you now…
Moving your life force into a new space… the residential.

And what a move it is to behold.
Away from the glittering gold of the world’s stage.
And toward home. Toward hearth. Toward heart. Toward… being.

Being your you makes
Me feel like I’m finally home.

— Lisa Kjellström