Home, Coming

There sits a house
On a high hill
With a clear view
Of the sea —
Up near heaven enough
To protect us
From the tempest.
The doors never lock.
Laughter dribbles
Down the walls.
Love drenches
All who enter —
Young and old.
My love is there,
Surrounded by
Family and friends.
Everyone gets heard
Through their hearts.
Everyone responds
With candor,
With kindness.