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Rock-bottom covered in

Wood floors cut

From trees

Years and years grown

Under rain

And baking sun

There is

No going

Deeper

For

This Foundation rides

On fiery molten rock

Of whose power I have felt

Tired of being burned I respect

Its presence and

Its strength and usefulness:

Hot Rock cools to the Hardest Stone

Walls thank God I know you now

After years of asking

Why you were there

Trying to see through you and

Traveling your perimeter

Trying

To reach a horizon

That was

Only

In my head

I have found Home

In the limitations

Of Me

And see

That Home

Is just the Beginning

And perhaps in all our seeking

Of liberty

The boundaries of We

Are forgotten

Not

Even

Seen

Looking for space we forget

The place

We belong not

Geography

But...alchemy...

And in all of this

Stone burns

When it shifts

And change causes fault-line

Fractures where

Home becomes

No more

A place to know

But rather a place

To Be

And then

We become

One with eternity

Limitations

And All

Roofs fall in

Which separate us from Heaven

Protection gone

Illusion of safety finally

Released

How can a frame

Hold me in

And make me grateful for guidance?

Plans

Make this Home a mobile one

And with time:

Faith

Patience

Courage

and Hard Work

It becomes a thing of strength

And beauty

For its builder has lived

Through its incineration

Before

She ever

Built it.