Home is the state I am,

My body, Each breathe, The feeling of being what I am.

Many places we born, live, struggle, thrive, die in,

But home is always the state of what you are in.

It seems that sometimes a place feel so comforting and familiar,

That leaving it feels like taking a big bad step,

You can never un-take.

Although, What is the outcome if not the step,

The comfort, the familiarity of the known

But the wonder about the possibilities of the unknown place.

To the steps that are courageously made,

To steps that are thought of towards the unknown place,

It might give a little assurance if not relief,

That All of our existence came to be known,

Also from such distant unknown state.