Pushing back from the gate
Already feeling a little
Closer to home.
A quarter of the globe
Left to travel,
Yet those few lengths
Bring me comfort.
My return's begun.
Through my journey
I've held the line.
Photos, messages and calls.
Loosely connecting me
Back to the familiar
Comforts of home.
Reminders of where
My heart rests.
In the stillness
I feel my love
Calling me gently,
"Come on home."
Wandering wearily
Cutting a chill dawn
One after the next
My feet tread.
With each step,
Each moment
I grow more
Closer to home.
Mind calmed
Envisioning where
This journey will end
My spirit sings.
