What Is It?

Home is where the dock by the lake sits with four birds resting after long flights and fits. The water remembers us calm and deep and the beach waits quietly, secrets to keep. Above the red vented bulbul birds circle and fly, by day and night across the blue sky. Soft light brown shade touches the world like the sun, by night it fades, and the dark blue has begun. Every path, sea, lake and sky leads back to home where four walls and hours of love and comfort never lack