Home, Is You And Me

Inspiration by Nomatama Wamundila

 Home is a cave wherein resides genuine merriment and happiness,

 Home is a haven of bright smiles and warm laughter.

 A home can be a four walled room in which six people make space for each other warmly,

 It can be a mud plastered hut thatched with grass, in which a bond than glue holds hearts closely.

 A home might still be a well-built Victorian mansion,

 With beauty as of butterflies sewn into its skin,

 With chandeliers hung glittering like twinkling stars in a clear night,

 And with floors smooth and clear like mirrors, that if you look so long you can almost see the reflection of your own soul.

 But a home is the same however,

 As it is just pasture on the riverside, on which we lay our weary bones and sore flesh,

 It is a shade below a tree, under which we sit looking to the sky so that energy we invigorate and our spirits we rest.

 Home is a cave, where wounded from life's battles we run to, to heal and have our will sharpened,

 It is a place familiar with our smiles and laughter, a place with people sensitive even to our frowns and cries.

 It is not a house but the feeling of belonging therein,

 It is not sweet because of how much we have, but that even in lack we still have love and each other.

Gerry Sikazwe