Oh Free Bench, how my tears have rolled into your wooden splits.

you’ve kept me safe, you’ve provided space

you are place to eat, sleep, keep, talk

I lay and look up to the sky. I lie and I see the endless wonderous blue, the stars, sunrise, clouds and sunset

I’ve tried the floor, the sofa, a foreign place, someone else’s place but there is no place like here

Sky like my blue soul, you are still here, oh bench

I am hungry, tired and thirsty. But I can sleep here.

Thank goodness for you bench. All that I share. All that I am.

Wonder, hope and fear.

As I leave, nothing changed, nothing better.

But a moment when all went away.

Wonder, hope and fear.