STRANGE PLACES by Fiona Goodwin

I wandered into a room
Where there were no windows
Not one face was Familiar
And I longed for home
Not my childhood home obviously
But a Home where I could breathe easily and deeply
I looked around for reflections of me
And that’s when I found you
We had met before
I knew you from a hundred years ago
I invited you in.
I had to clear away a mountain of dust
As if you had been buried under an earthquake
Courage and kindness
My new family.