Where it Leads

Where do we go when feelings
run as deep as the river flows
peace becomes a stranger
night brings no reconciliation
and the journey never ends.

Another world
a different shore
where she describes infinity
and what dreams may come
with surrender.

Four walls and a roof
make a house
it’s the hearts that love
inside those walls which
make the house a home.

Love is my home

What choice do we have
but to follow
where it leads.


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Love is Life…and Life is Love.

Shared with Thursday Think Tank #84

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

21 thoughts on “Where it Leads”

  1. totally agree…a house is just a house..it’s the people and relationships that make it a home.. we should spend more time on building those instead of dead walls..

  2. nice bren i agree with what makes a house a home is who is inside for sure…love is my home…smiles…and i hope it always is…

  3. I wish more people actually realised this… And took time cherishing their love (regardless of what that would be) rather than chasing after fame and fortune… Beautiful! *sigh* Really beautiful!

  4. I agree this is wonderful and speaks of the spirit of the home…where the heart and love resides…very appropriate for Victoria’s prompt.

  5. I’m sure Victoria would really appreciate it if you linked. It works for her prompt this week.

    BTW, my archangel poem has the link to the prompt if you need it.

  6. The work that goes into building a “home” versus a “house” far exceeds that of the physical structure and is never finished. Thought-full poem.

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