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
but,
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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