Where is home?

Home…
Where worries are brushed aside
Fears are forgotten
Where anxiety is banished
By the warm and gentle feeling
Of calm and security
By the tastes and smells you like
And the presence of those you love
The cocoon that shields you
From the coldness outside
The roof that protects you from the rain
The walls that block the wind
The smiles that dispel your sorrows
And the warmth that lets you know
You are loved.
Home…
Can be anywhere
It can be constructed of dreams
Of hopes
Of your innermost needs
And most private aspirations
Home…
Is where the heart is
And if the heart is in pieces
Left in different places
At different times
Where is home?
Is it where you were born?
Is it where you were raised?
Is it where you belong?
Or is it where you long to be?
Can home ever be reconstructed?
Can pieces of your heart come together again?
Like pieces of a broken vase..
Like pages of a sacred text…
Like children of a land scattered throughout the world…
Can you ever be whole again?
----MF Azari