We wandered through the forests path together once
again, Danbox and I, and this time he looked as though he was protecting each
and every step, as if one wrong move and he might be lost here forever in this
clearing that we have found.
Another dead forest created by our desire for
progress, and left behind among the corpses and shrapnel of desecrated trees
were two lazy-boy chairs, as if someone had decided to choose to watch this
violent act against nature as if it were a Hollywood movie.
I studied Danbox, how he reacted this time to it
all. I didn’t mean to bring him to a place like this again, but as with much of
life, we do not get to choose where we end up or what we find along the paths
we tread upon.
The little box man climbed his way up on to one of
the chairs and sat down for the longest of moments, as if he was trying to
connect with the reason anyone would be sitting here choosing to watch these
things?
I could feel how lost he was in this moment, and
how far away from his home he must be; even my home is beyond a great distance
now…and if home is where the heart is, then I couldn’t tell you where my home
is at all.
They say home is where the heart is, but when that
heart chooses to journey ahead or stay behind without you, then you must make a
home somewhere else.
Even in strange, uneven, and ever changing lands,
we can build a temporary home, one to help shelter us from the storms ahead.
If we look hard enough, and stay true and close to
hope and an optimistic view, we will always find an unlikely place to rest and
recuperate from our journeys. We may not call this home, but for a time we can
pretend.
No matter the destruction we are surrounded by, the
losses we have had to endure, and the battles we have had to fight, if you hold
on to hope for yourself, then you will
always find that one place to call home...even if
only temporarily.
At this moment I can see Danbox choosing to accept
the temporary comfort of this place, closing his eyes to the defeat that they
see, and choosing to try to find a
temporary home in these alien lands.
We both know that before too long it will be time
to walk away from this place and towards another anyway.

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