Sifardan (meaning from scratch)

these walls
they hold books I read
art I see
thoughts I write
things I do
tools I use
norms I refuse

these ceilings
they hold my pots on hooks
safeguard my dreams
cultivate my creativity
give me room to breathe
display my imagination
protect my kingdom

this floor
it holds everything
gives me space to build
connection to nature
comfort to sleep
land to stand upon
freedom to be

this structure you see,
isn't a shelter at all.
It's my home - an extension of me,
a sanctuary for every being.