My Kin of Home

Aspen and alder are yet my kin.

As so are rose, nemesia and sage.

With me always as I journey

With me always in my home.

Matters not where I am bound

Matters less which road I?ve taken

Because wherever I go

I am connected to hearth and home

And held within nature?s abundant beauty.

Solitary for a moment

As my path takes its next turn

I release the urge to resist.

Instead I find within my road

Protected by my guardians

Of plant, animal, earth and sky

With me always as I fly.

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