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You Are Home
Mother's arms reach
across any distance.
Your breath becomes
her heartbeat.
Love flows
like morning light
through eyes
that see all of you.
In your blood runs love,
steady as sleep,
bright as stars.
Birds call your name
in gardens
you've never seen.
Flowers wait,
remembering your
small hands.
Old songs echo forward
you inherit
belonging like breath.
Past, present, future
the world turns
toward the light you carry.
Home is not walls
but the rhythm
that calls you
back to yourself.
Copyright ©
Dr. Padmashree R P
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