The Road Home

The road home I have searched for.  The calendar has marked the years invested.  The ruts in my heart bear the marks of miles traveled.  New roads I think I find.  In the end, the road leads to nowhere.  Begin again, I must all the while I make up for lost time.

The road home I have searched for.  My feet are sore.  My eyes are weary.  Mindlessly I head down another lane.  In the distance I see a resting place.  If only I can make it there.  The voices of hunger and loneliness debate along the way.

The road home I have searched for.  Someone pointed the way.  I’ve heard it before; dare I believe them?  Open my heart and walk in the way they say.  The road home is the road of Love.  But will you take my hand and lead the way?

 

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