1/15/16 

On a beach of sandy dreams, 

With pinks and blues- and turtle greens

It wasn't a rabbit hole, or a boat powered by steam.

It was an ocean of love, forgiveness for eternity. 

To remember if an elephant would- rooted like a tree..

Home is not a place but a feeling,

A heart, a body, a face.

I yearned for a reality, still as paint; 

I climbed the sky-

A window... 

And made my way.