Home Is No Destination

You imagine yourself back in a memory
A place you were at peace
Ask yourself
                     Where can peace be found?
You believe it to be a destination
A place that must be traveled to
This answer is close
Though not entirely correct
When you close your eyes
I'm going to ask you
to breathe in and out steadily
Focus solely on this
There will be thoughts chattering
But they will peel away
Until gradually even your voice
Will grow quiet
This is where you should be
The lives so many of us lead
overflow with distraction
Steady yourself against this
Go home in silence
Listen to the night
Sit and breathe
Close your eyes