again
like the ancient ancestors home becomes where I place my foot
four walls exist yet for now they hold possessions safe accounted for
while I travel great distances to find my way back from the expatriation
of my human life oh so strange we are humans
vital in part but not the Descartian hierarchy that has brought us to the desolation
search again my soul find your way to an understanding it needn’t be aligned to the studies and truths of others
it is enough to feel at peace within the ecology of your restoration