Looking for Home. A nondual poem from Georgi Y. Johnson

So I looked for home
in most loyal liturgy,
until, (volumes later),
the last word
betrayed the letter.

I looked for home
in the children,
only to find them
looking for home in me.

So I looked for home in the heart,
but the heart shattered
again and again
into a new kind of chaos
of fright and shards
of light.

So I knelt by a river
of heaven-touched losers
and looked for home in the water,
and home flowed on and on
yet never moved
at all.

Georgi