Is there a home for me?
Somewhere in this frightful world?
Is there a place for me?
A place where I can fit?
Is there a reason I am here?
Could someone please convince me?
I see the beautiful put in the ground
And all the ugly are still around.
I hear the good weep late at night
And all the bad just want to fight.
I feel the pain of of restless weak
Who do not know what they could seek.
The rain will come again.
But for now I am grown weary.
A Soul's Walk 
Red loves you, Gobo!
And Gobo loves you Red.
I am reminded of that CCR song
“Long as I remember…”
😊 Earlier today, before I was pleasantly suprised by your newer pieces, I had a thought on home…or homeland. Everyone needs one, a lot of us often feel adrift.
That is so true. May we all find one.
“‘Til forever, on it goes..”