Where.

A place

Somewhere.

I do not know this place,

or where it is, but

I hope to find it.

Anywhere.

This place does not matter to me.

It makes no difference in my life.

Or does it?

Nowhere. 

This place does not exist.

Or maybe I think it doesn’t because

I haven’t found it yet.

Everywhere.

This place is all around me

no matter where I go,

even if I wish to be

somewhere else.

There. 

This is where I am not.

It’s another place.

Here.

This is where I am.

I may not have chosen it, but

it’s my place for this time, this moment.

Here is where I begin my journey from

Now.

No matter where I am or

how long I’ve been

on this road of life,

I can start from

Now

as if I have just started

my journey.

 

And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know. Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way? Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.    -John 14:3-6

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I  wrote this a few years ago and, having found it recently among my papers, decided to share it with you this month.