A place where the hugs last a Little bit longer
Where Monday’s mean dancing
And amazing food you double up on because you know “its healthy”
A place where cold showers are never enough,
Where tears aren’t judged,
And new soul-friendships are formed.
A place where geckos become housemates,
Where laughter is never far,
And massages are more than skin-deep.
A place of kindness and love,
Where journals fill up faster than usual,
And everyone’s journey is respected.
A place of silence,
Where you learn to let go,
And embrace yourself.
A place with the best morning alarm,
Where yoga earns new significance,
And deep conversations flow.
A place with amazing sunsets,
Where full moons receive their ceremony,
And the fire burns your demons.
A place where time and space become yours,
Where you learn to face yourself,
Vagabond Temple,
My home away from home.