A strange home

After Psalm 91

This is a home, I’m told;

a dwelling, a place to live

and abide, and yet one

of the strangest houses

I’ve encountered.

No walls, no windows, no door,

roofless, no systems to heat

or cool, and yet I walk

room to room without

encountering a single wall

or divider, and yet I know

when rooms change. Perhaps

the oddest aspect of this

odd dwelling is the sense

of security provided

by a shadow.

Photograph by Karen Arnold via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.