Home
A distant tune from nowhere,
An invisible string knitted to my heart,
Like a lighthouse beam showing me direction
And pulls me to return wherever I am
The wafting aroma of ginger tea
That sweet smell of passing wind
Warm days and soft moon night
Full of joy, love, and light
That riverside greenwood
A little paradise, of my own
The Home, sweet Home!
Paperwiff
by pragyanparimitananda