The Light that Guides the Way

Home is where 
the little light in the window 
guides the way 
on dark evenings 
dry birchwood 
crackling on the fire 
warming the room 
drying our 
wet shoes 

Home is where 
you sleep at night 
The smells and tastes  
of everything 
you understand 
Or your school 
Friends who  
understand you 

Home is where 
you know the curve of the river 
The river that flows 
drips and gurgles 
that sings of water 
that reflects 
clouds and wind 
and all the lights 
in the sky 

If you have 
a river 
to listen to 
you can feel at home 
anywhere 
in the world 
For water speaks  
a language 
that everyone understands 

 

Bilde: Borgen, Bing Lorentzen & Krishna, Láhpoluobbala skuvla / Láhpoluoppal barneskole, Guovdageaidnu / Kautokeino, 1976, Nasjonalmuseet. Foto: Uidentifisert fotograf.