I’m coming home
from far out on the edge.
It’s been too long,
I can’t keep leaving
again and again.
I can’t be a ghost
when you need a friend.
I can’t be
who I’m supposed to be
with only memories
in my head.
Left seeking something
that I thought I’d find
out there.
Turns out everything
I needed was right here.
I climbed mountains,
sailed the oceans,
looked up at the stars
and wished
we weren’t so far apart.
I studied religions,
and fought in wars,
and learned that
there is nothing
on this Earth
worth dying for,
but there are
a few good reasons
to live.
I’m coming home
to see you
again.
I see you left
the porch light on
every day
since I’ve been gone.
While I was searching
for a vision
to make this
existence clear,
you were always
right here.
I think I found the thing
I sought
after all.
Some strange fortune
brought me back
to call upon your door
once more.
A wanderer
that found a way
back home.
HG – 2021
