There, before me arose the smoke,
Blanketing the blue, clear sky of hot,
The first signs of life I ponder,
Three days it’s been, since i set out.
My old man touched a nerve in me,
Said with spice my life has never cast
a difference in the world broken about,
I set about on a journey to change my past.
Knowing not my path for that ,
I simply knew that ‘home’ was my aim
A home that adorned in me since my birth,
Until now,for which I had not been game.
A home where love lay sprawled on floor,
where respect crawled every nook of wall.
Pain and hurt lay chained in the attic,
While care sat patient waiting for a call.
Three days before, i feared the day,
I would walk upon a home of dreams.
What might i feel i wondered for long
For tis might be too bright a beam.
Past the turn, i saw the door,
The door that valued right, my doings,
A gift for my travels, the pain i ‘dured,
The adherent to patch my mind in ruins.
At long last did i touch the knob,
that when turned spread before me a sight,
a vision so weird that i swooned,
a glimpse that send hurling an all new plight.
For there grew ahead of mine eyes
the wilderness, undisturbed in it’s majesty.
And among the trees that kissed the stars,
I saw the smoke again turning me gritty.
Ran did i to another door,
which looked as sweet as the one prior,
Sweeter in fact, unassuming it was,
But Alas!the same type of lier.
Open again, through the second door,
I saw a third, with the same story unchanged.
Ran, opened, wrought with mystery
An illusion it seemed, wild yet tamed.
My home,quite near, yet afar it lay,
A mystical abode of magic but walled,
That hid the magic behind it’s door,
Like love it stood, felt but not touched.
I felt homesick, like never before
though not from family whom i left behind
‘Twas from a home that I’ve never walked in,
Dismal did i feel, a second will i never find?
Like dreams that cascaded down as falls,
The wisdom of ‘heriath’ came crashing down.
My ‘home’ might turn to a myth untold,
But forever for it,will i hunt the town.