Spiritual Home

I wonder
What I
Am now

I wonder

Where I
Fit

I wonder

If me
Just being me
Is enough

Denomination-less

Without affiliation

On a long

Spiritual journey

That doesn’t end

With me finding
A spiritual home
Here on earth

My spiritual home now

Isn’t a place

It’s something

I see glimpses of
When I find
Things in common
With people I meet
 
Something I touch
The edge of it 
Anytime
I am reminded
That we are
All the same

In need of the same grace

Craving the same

True acceptance

Of who
We really are

Not a place
But a peacefulness
Of soul

An open part of me

I can bring
Wherever I go

To add warmth

To a world
That is cold

And receive warmth

From God
Through the world
In return