Vielleicht

Perhaps this is where I fell
to the Earth when, uprooted,
My spirit span and called
for the place to name home.

Perhaps this is where I found
answered prayer, in concrete,
Soaring on unwritten verse
to share with the world.

Perhaps this is where my dreams
came true, on lined paper,
Sheltered from howling winds
beneath a white tower.

Perhaps this is where I knew
of love, and held it,
Tightly gripped by the shining lights
that pulled me in.

Perhaps this is where I found home,
With pleasure and pain and
with beauty and brutality,
Where I belonged

imperfect as the city on the swamp.

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