Do you have a point of
arrival
when you speak about
home?
Do you think about a
place
where you grew up and
where born?
Which border do you
have to cross
to overcome your
instability?
Are we islands, floating
through time,
in search for a
promised land?
Insignificant images of
hope for
defeated hearts?
Illusions created by
the force of gravity?
Projections made up by
our own minds?
Do we really know what
we are searching for?
Do we really are aware
of what home means?
Do we? Do we?
Do we mean light?
Darkness is to be
enlightened.
Illustration by Galya Popova





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