the earth holds you when you fall

i went for a drive.
i used to watch the stars to keep me sane. now i watch the trees. several months ago, i was taking a shower, window open, looking at the trees, when i realized that even if i had to leave i'd be ok.
i drove around the falls, following small, empty roads, driving slowly and staring at moss and trees. i rolled the windows down. i stopped and listened to music and stared at the sky. i didn't really go anywhere, i didn't really see anyone. i was just there, in peace. hercules once fought a giant whose strength came from being in contact with the earth. he lifted the giant off the ground and thus defeated him.
being around trees, green, water, makes me feel, against all logic, that i can make it, that i'll be fine, that this is just something that will go away with time.

is home the place you would go to when you're ready to die?