The Invisible Fence

Droplets of moisture on a fence

A fence that defines the border of my new home

Home is still relevant in my heart

Despondent and abundant are emotions and lies

Beauty is true home, and I have my revelries

Walking along the fence the frost is thick

A chilled blanket of sanctity and pariah

My dog’s nose covered in a bit of the frosty snow,

Is beauty incandescent.

I love my home, I savor it

Both on this land and in my heart