How I love this home

A little rhyme written as a wall plaque for a friend who lived in a very humble dwelling but whose mind dwelt with angels

How I love this humble, simple home
where I can be me, yet part of all reality.
I crave its peace and how it lets me be
joined to the great unconscious collectivity
of the power of the minds of all humanity.
A base from whence my quiet soul can roam.