I am from a beautiful land full of colors,
From a land unknown by many.
I am from the valley where the weather is unchanging,
Yet always unpredictable.
I am from dry mountains where all kinds of potatoes grow,
And a variety of fruit can be found.
The place I learned to call home.
I am from a householdĀ that was very different from others.
Where Indian food was served
And meditation was practiced.
I am from a family full of love and laughter.
From a family that encouraged me to expand my horizons.
A family that constantly told me to keep searching.
I am from a place where cows were taken care of,
And vegetables were grown.
A place where love was nurtured.
I am from an unusual faith tradition.
A tradition that reflects the importance of serving through action.
I am from early morning walks and late night reflections.
From the essence of what is there.
I am from moments in unknown destinations as I tried to immerse myself in different cultures.
From bus rides talking with people unknown to me.
People with a lot of light to share.
I am from a beautiful land of colors.
A place where everyone else belongs.
Where everyone is from.
A place where I feel like myself.
The place I call home.
Who are you?
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