I belong

I feel at home / poem :

Only…when…

I gift myself with solitude…

without outside noise…

Without any agenda or plan.

Only then I notice, feel,

And hear my inner voice 

In unison with the surrounding treasures.

A little spider on a grass blade.

A dancing tree leaf.

A magic of the milkweed seed.

Only then I feel safe.

I feel connected.

I feel at home.

I feel I belong here. ~Alla Dickson