A heart is a sanctuary.
It is a destination.
It is the journey and
you’re the journey’s end.
We start off as shy glances,
a chance to alert ourselves
that although the shelves
have been empty for years,
our fears were unwarranted.
We take that step. We follow
with many other steps,
distances close and it boils down
to three little words:
location, location, location!
My train will always stop at your station,
my plane with taxi on your runway.
For no matter how far apart we are,
my compass will remain true.
All roads lead to you!

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016

POETIC ASIDES Wednesday Prompt #348: “Where Everything Ends”


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