I haven't been home in so long
I don't even remember I have one
Stumbling through life for last twenty plus years
Unknowingly searching for a glimpse of warmth and care
In thousands of eyes, faces and meaningless intimate touch
Being shunned and turned away everywhere
"I don't want to be here" whispers ever so gently
I try to battle the feather saying you're stronger than this
Yet with every smile and strange coincidence
I fear there is something greater than this
A breath, a touch, a word and a friendly soul
Gently guide as signs pointing back home
Blurs of hope come and go
Filled with tingles and sparks of excitement
The journey begins to make sense
Until the distraction strikes again
Sometimes for years, months or a moment
Then, something always brings you back
To the path
Of stillness and trust
That love will guide you back
Here and now, this is the sign
Welcome home
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