Going Home

That sentimental moment when time stopped completely,

Lastly returned to the home I once loved so dearly.

Memories flooding with that certain smell in the air,

I’m tuning into the sounds that don’t exist elsewhere.

My body relaxes to the warmth of the house hearth,

A sudden feeling of nostalgia comes over my heart.

My eyes are soaking up the all too familiar view

Being here once again makes me glad, but also blue.

It makes no difference as to when I was last here

Everything is the same whether now or yesteryear.

The past times feel so close I could almost touch them

Even if since I've grown from a child to a woman.

This place is my oasis in the desert of strange.

Presenting stability in the whirlwind of change.

It is my lighthouse that will always be there for me,

Leading my comeback from the sea of uncertainty.

When I am safe at home the future carries no weight,

I feel completely calm, oblivious to my fate.

But as soon as I leave, the illusion vanishes,

Back to reality, and my life of averages.