When I sit here, like this, here
With you by my side
Friend– wise, kind, strong
The storm inside my heart
It is as if I enter the eye of the storm
A void, deep and endless as a black hole
From where I can see
The tempests and turmoils of my life
Swirling around but outside of me.
Here, in this timeless and endless void
I encounter my self
Formed and forged by this journey through life.
I am home.
Here, where all things begin
And continues on