Where the Heart Is.

A plush couch adorns the room.
Well loved, imperfect
And all the more comfortable for it.

Warm summer air saturates the room
A gentle breeze that disturbs only the wind chimes.
Peace drifts like music.

Paintings adorn the walls
Each a glimpse into world that we love most
Dreams and the past mingle.

Two black cats stalk with undetectable motion.
One twitches as she watches the light
while the other watches a felt mouse.

A ginger cat lounges on the couch
Free, content, and comfortable.
After a hard life, he finds peace here.

A portal to the world stands tall
But the world can wait for a moment.
We can wait for a moment.

A white ceiling encloses the room
The only separator between us
And the fickle Washington sky.

Cool wood lays covered by thick rugs
Some handmade, some purchased cheaply.
All cozy to the touch.