A Voyage Without Harbor

On the edge
of the infinite sky
our spirits sail
seeking an invisible harbor.
What is the ocean
without the pull
of the stars?
What is life
without a compass
to dream?

In the silence of the night
I ask eternity:
Are we but a flicker
in the vastness of the empty breath?
The stars answer
in their silent light
illuminating a path
never promised.

Life unfolds
like an invisible tapestry
its threads woven
in the breath we share.
Home is not
a distant shore;
it is the caress of the wind
the echo of belonging.

We wander
without a map
guided only
by an open heart
receiving
the unspoken gift of life.
In every journey
we find ourselves:
laughing, crying
becoming one with it all.

And when the journey
comes to an end
we will know:
Home is not a place
it is the silence
of the soul's embrace.