I lay at the bottom
of ferns
near the roots
smelling earth
listening to insects crawl
while the sun stands over
I watched an ant carry
the wing of a dragonfly
toward home
Home to me as
a young boy
was a confusing place
to love
so I laid with the ferns
hoping to understand
why alone feels
like home
-M. Taggart
Beautiful imagery
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thank you
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I really love this. I feel I understand it. Where home is.
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thank you. I hope you’re having a good day
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Потому что один ты сам в себе)
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As a child, yes.
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I love this, I went to the same places..
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I’m sure we’d have a lot to talk about
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🙂
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“… when alone feels like home.” Wonderful!
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Thank you
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