May you know home
wherever you go,
however you stay,
at ease with the constant
change that comes from being
a guest in this world.

And may you know this
double joy of a specific place,
like the million folded
deep green hills, each cliff
and krans and hidden curve
its own praise singer celebrating
all the many ancestors
who walk before this moment,
this particular homecoming,
now, where we always are.