I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space.
—William Shakespeare Hamlet
EveryWhere
So I start again,
as if for the first time
to build my life from scratch.
Without guide or map,
except for a voice
that speaks only in whispers
with no distinction of
wrong or right.
Casted into the journey
to witness a sky
so bright with stars
that darkness
fights for space.
If home is where
the heart is, then
everywhere is my home.