Viktoria West - Home (Visual Poetry)

HOME
My husband often says: “And everywhere feels like home”.
I also had to learn, that it is not a place, but a state of mind, a state of being. Calmness in the sunrays, the sunlight in people around me. It is listening carefully to myself and staying true to that voice. It is winning over the bad in me, and exercising love. Rooting in it. It is taking care of others.
It is using my life, people, time, and space I live in, as a canvas.
It is the order dancing with the great Chaos.
It is absence of fear, or a power to overcome it.
Is when I feel God close to me.
It is power to stand my ground
It is also a power to let go.