Found
Somewhere in the woods I was found
Amongst the trees and yet outside
In their world but still not within
Of the world and in a sense still foreign
Here when I meet others I give them shelter
For some journeys are longer, harder, maybe simpler
I listen to their stories and offer companionship
In a world weighed thoroughly with needless hardship
Yet who am I? Where am I?
The sky reaches above me as the stars dance
The fire beside me crackles in a rhythmic trance
It is then that I find myself at home
Here and now, while being with you
Michael Aquilina 04.11.2023