If home must be a
specific place –
a planetary space
where sights,
smells, sounds,
tastes,
and especially feels
are comforting
in their shared
historicity –
then we must choose
between
being tethered or
having both physical
and emotional knots
in our gut,
distracting us from
wherever
else we find
ourselves.
What if we learned
to yearn
for a more expansive
place –
a movable feast of
sensory
and spiritual
delicacies traveling
to each time named
"now",
each place called
"here"?
Dreaming of this
place/space
at night, my bones ache
with its fire upon
waking,
my heart bursts
with love's desire.
Will you covenant
with me
to covet this mirage
whose density
overwhelms
the lesser truth of
our youth?
Will you pray for
our homesickness to
be
healed by the gift
of here-wellness?
City Lake, Cookeville, TN |
© 2015 Todd Jenkins
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