Family Homecoming
by Alison Stormwolf

I listened, in the heart of the storm
And I heard my spirit crying to be free
I lay down with my lover
And I saw my need in his eyes

I looked at my newborn baby
And realised my heart of love
I hated my enemy with frightening ferocity
And realised my un-acceptance of myself

I walked around the graveyard
And understood my yearning for belonging
I woke in dead of night, alone, afraid
And welcomed home my humanity

I sang with kindred spirits
And in the singing came the blessed
Memories, of ancient days round the fire,
I understood my connection to all there is.

I looked in the mirror
And saw the reflected universal composition
Child, wife, mother, whore, saint, sinner.
And so much more as yet to be

Breathing in, I welcomed them home.

© Alison Stormwolf

Artwork © Jonathon Earl Bowser
Used here with permission

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