new year, now clear

It has been many breaths, many moons, many shooting stars and lightning bursts

but I am home.  Not in the sense of

a structure or wooden frame, not in the sense of dinner table conversations,

or family movie nights, or landscaped lawns.  Home in the

idea of the word, in the comfort in my heart

and understanding in my veins.

I am back and ready for a year of light and love,

a year of glimmering home in the shadowy corners,

a year of chances and make-believe.