Home is a place...
Where the ebb and flow of life pushes past me
Characterized by the exuberance of children
Rounded by the joy of their existence.
"Never throw your lasso around someone's neck, or legs",
"unless they're a bad-guy.
And I don't think God
Would make there be a bad-guy,
Pay attention when those voices speak,
Small, and simple as they are.
Pay attention to the wind,
running its fingers through your hair,
Pressing its mobile hands against your face.
Listen to the whispers of the changing world.
Wrap yourself in His creation,
and remind yourself of Him.