i can't look over the horizon 

but i know something is waiting 

in the orange and red 

that follows 

the setting sun 

something is there for me 

i knew someone 

who once wanted to swim across the ocean 

cause he thought he could find

who he was meant to be 

every time i pass by 

a part of me believes 

that somewhere 

deep 

          deep

                     deep

within 

            me 

and 

            you 

there is something 

waiting 

             to 

be 

     let free

sing to me.

i've been a stranger once more

to your hills and valleys, to the

gaps of sunlight between your grasping evergreens.

i've been a stranger

to the red barn

with the smashed-in windows, to the denim sky

and the silos

calling me home.

calling me home.

to think

my new home looks like you, if i squint.

how funny,

that this road that isn't yours

will always remind me of you. five

years now.

i've been a stranger

far too long

to your pale crescent moon

and cool wet night

let my memories gather round

round and round

round like the loop on the dirt roads to our house

round and round you.

take me home.

inspired by "take me home, country roads" by john denver 

Community

Is like a warm sweater

It takes time to make

But it's worth it

It's warm

And comfortable

Community is like

Your favorite book

You can move on

Go somewhere else

But when you're tired

You can sink back

Into what you already know

And it will be there

To welcome you

Community is like

If the house

That you call home

Could be made out of people

Full of things from your past

Full of things preparing you

For your future

Safe

Warm

Open doors

Community

Is something

That should never be

Taken for granted

Just enjoy that you built

Relationships

With so many people

Who will hug you

Listen to you

Wipe away your tears

And stand beside

Whenever you need it