Homeless

and I dream
of that blessed moment
when I can lie down
on this virgin earth,
to feel the wind
sing its many songs
through my every pore,
to feel the sun
kiss my every cell
awake from their deathly sleep,
to feel the stars
sprinkle their glitter
on eyes that cannot see,
to feel the moist earth nibble
at my taut skin
stretched beyond limits,
no fences, no roof,
no windows, no door,
the home for the homeless
is a heart with no walls.