Wild abode within wilderness, I am come home.

The bones of my frame,
Robed in two-foot thick bales of straw, contain my self-sufficiency.

No walls split my core.
Only irises adorn,
Only heather intoxicates
my space.

Shuttered eyes meditate in the internal night
till sun and air burst into and out of my windows.

I AM home---
wild abode within wilderness.


Copyright © 2007 Dr Jean Hodgson.