In the quiet corners of the heart,
Where whispers of belonging start,
We find solace in familiar light,
Guiding us through the darkest night.
Among the faces that we know,
In the places where love can grow,
A sanctuary of kindred souls,
Filling the spaces, making us whole.
The arms that hold us when we break,
The voices that calm every ache,
Here, in this sacred, tender embrace,
We find our own, our rightful place.
Underneath the vast and endless skies,
With every moment that softly flies,
We are home, among the stars,
Belonging, no matter how far.