Your home is only where you are loved!
When someone 'goes home', they go to a place where there is love!
Where they love and where they are loved too!
Where they can feel: 'It's finally good here. I've come home.'

If someone's home doesn't have love, they don't have a home.
Not even if they sleep there, eat there, and are registered there.
Not even if it's their own house, which they built with their own two hands.
Everything is familiar and accustomed in it, but there is no home in it.

'Going home' means going back to the true and only real state of my being - LOVE!
There I am at home!
I live as a stranger in every other place.

In indifference, in hatred, in lovelessness, a person has no home,
Because these experiences are foreign to their soul.
A person's true home is in love!
Everywhere else they are an outcast!