Janaka Stagnaro: Going Home

Dear friends and family and intimate foes,
I must apologize
for I am going home.

And this home
is a very small home;
it is really not even a hut.

It has no room
for you to come and visit,
not even room
for a chest to hold a few things.

This home is so small
it has no room for even me.

Yet I am going home
with no garments
to get snagged on the threshold.

I am going home
with no memories
issuing from my lips of old.

I am sorry I cannot even thank you,
for I do not hold any condemnations
to bounce off any gratitudes.

Even your faces lined with smiles
and streaked with tears
are nothing but a shimmer
behind me on this warm road.

I am going home,
and by going I arrive.

Arriving in the home
where there lives only ONE.

Poetry Chaikhana
Sacred Poetry from Around the World

About Janaka Stagnaro

Poetry Chaikhana Sacred Poetry from Around the World

About Janaka Stagnaro

Poetry Chaikhana
Sacred Poetry from Around the World