this house

I never really intended to have this house.
But it was the one that had an escape
from the last unintentional one.
Maybe the next one will be that way too-
another picture of the ideal
that really isn't that at all.

That one was too small and too close
This one too big and too far
Now that one is the right one
and this one is all wrong.
Maybe the grass seems greener,
but only when you look from far away.

Maybe the ideal should be
less about chasing
and more about
the steps to gratitude,
the reforming
taking place in the heart.

The ideal being that
you are living, breathing, loving, forgiving.
So most of the time
you have what you are already looking for.