Elucidating Questions

I want to go home

My soul whimpers softly

And I ask it for the thousandth time

Where is home?

Because no matter where I am, who I am with, what I am doing

That little whimper catches me and I don’t know where to go

Where is home?

Why does my soul cry so softly

Like a child who wishes nothing more

Than to go home

If I knew where that place was I would go there

But no

No I don’t know where it is

I wish I could go there

I wish I could go home