Homeless

Nowhere to nest he said it out loud 'Birds have nests, foxes have dens' but we who scatter the earth into places for the soul to shelter within can find no home here. What is that strange knocking upon your heart, who shatters all barricades tears down your doors? That would be the clear-eyed beggar man he who travels in and out of every shell we construct from spit, sticks and the mud that falls from our fears. Say yourself out loud! That bright being that destroys castles and the air they are built upon he comes for you and he is you.