Geography lesson
Thank you
for being the firm centre
of my world.
I may dash here and there
to listen,
hug and comfort,
write or pray -
but always circle back again
to home, and you.
Your love grounds me
in stability -
my nourishment,
the roots to my reaching out,
an anchor in storms.
Where would I be
without you?
Dried tumbleweed, blown about
in desert winds.
I must reach out -
it's who I am, why I'm here.
But like a compass
draws a circle,
I need you at my centre
to have purpose,
to be whole.