Beyond a million stars a place exists.

My heart runs deep through it.

I don't know this place or maybe I do.

Someday it will appear. I'll touch, I'll see, smell all the wonders around me. This place has color no dark in sight. All that is full of joy, of light. Such peace and content. No harm, no crime. Simply wonderous. A place called home. Home sweet home. Ah yes, I sense the instincts within my soul. It is a place I'll call home.