Where's my Abode?

Like Night she walks...
Turmoil within,
Elegance out.
The unhesitant rustle
Of trees and leaves
Wind caressing
Her curls relieves

Those eyes search
Something lost, unfound;
The answers to her
Questions unbound...

The meanings and purposes,
And reasons,
Dares to be beyond
Cast spells..

Knows to explore,
Knows there's more,
Knows how to question,
And pain of ignorance...

Unasked, untamed inquisitions
She handles,
Stores softly all her
Unprivileged gems.

And closes her eyes,
To ask again,
Where's my abode
Somewhere safe?
'cz it's not here, not now,
'cz it can't quench the thirst within.

Where's my abode
Will it stop this drain?
'cz the turmoil is unsettled,
'cz here it is chaos unrestrained.

Where's my abode
Is it somewhere?
'cz I want to reach and be me again,
'cz it's hazy to see me again...

Where's my abode?
Or do I need one?
'cz I carry my mess within,
'cz I carry my peace within...