As I sat by many a river, ocean, and other bodies of water, they would tell me to go home. Yet, the winds, they continually whisper, instigating movement, liberation, open roads and free skies. It is said that, “Home is where the heart is.” ‘Tis very true! As a Libra/Scorpio-cusper, the winds ignite the fire within, moving me here and there, making my heart more of a timeshare than a home. So in this poetry collection, I take you back to the beginning, on a journey down memory lane, where a little girl from an all-American city grows up to realize she isn’t all that all-American afterall; hence, commencing the eternal search for heart and home, for roots and wings. Interestingly enough, although the journey begins in the past, it starts in a contemporary setting; and though it ends in the present, it takes you back to the beginning of time and space, simultaneously interweaving the threads of my human existence with the world-wide web of humanity.