I fly across the clear blue, Soaring to dizzying heights. Unfettered, unchained, A kite snapped free, Tumbling as the wind blows. But when it dies, I wing to the earth, I lay at your feet. You are home.
I run across the lush green, Chasing the racing miles, Unbroken, made whole, Revelling in life, So full of boundless verve. But when I tire, I retrace my steps, Return to familiar ground. You are home.
Forever and always, All my todays and tomorrows, You are the embrace I seek, The warm familiar touch, Final place of rest. No matter how far I wander, To whatever end I reach, I return, I return. You are my home.
:: nimezs @ 10:56 pm [+] ::
