People are looking for homes

People are looking for homes
of habir, stuffed with other

people to love, or simply
a loving quiet.

People leave for new homes
when old homes darken

with disappointment.
Other people’s homes

are warm with fireplaces;
spacious and bright

with peace.
People are homes for each other.

Homes reassure each other
that they are homes.

Some people do not need homes.
For them, any room or floor

will do. They live in travel.
their hearts are rivers.