When I think of home
A place with real healthy green grass, trees, and flowers
variety of wild life free range; all things appreciated
A place with clean air, water, soil and organic foods
eco-system that thrives with smidgen human interferences
A place where food grows abundantly; hording unnecessary
healthy selections every destination; no refrigeration needed
A place where trees are loved, enjoyed, sang to with hugs
fields of flowers with vibrant colors, insects do enjoy
A place where its natural to walk barefoot for connection
sounds of life never gets annoying to the flesh or the soul
A place when the sunrise there's no need to move with hast
feelings of connection to everything enjoying the sunlight
A place when the sunset there's no need to run in fear
knowing of connection to everything enjoying the twilight
A place where dancing and singing is a way of everyday life
moving to beat of a drum and flow with the sound of a flute
A place where acoustics natural sounds can ignite the mood
vibration of the sound waves help stimulate moves with grace
A place where all ideas of creation accepted for what it is
respecting and welcoming other's inner creative genius
A place where eagerness to collaborate to create new things
expressing gratitude for another's fluidity of creativeness
A place where joy never gets overrated, boring, or burnt out
laughter, smiles, happiness, creation and love connects all together
This is a place I would call home
a brief description to set a tone
if this place exist take me there
no hesitation to come back here..
Copyright © Monulita Boey | Year Posted 2024
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