Home

You're packing up your sleeping bag,

Your lantern and tent,

And you're off to find the life you lost.

But you're not sure where it went.

And I hope the mountains teach you,

how to stand both tall & proud.

that you see your life much clearer

With your head held above the cloud.
I hope you swim through rivers

with their currents swift & fast.

That they show you must be careful

when you wash away your past.

I hope that you are humbled

by the vastness of the sea.

That the eagles high above you

make you feel like you're free.

I hope when night has fallen

And your fire is just a spark,

that the stars shine just to remind you

That there is beauty in the dark.

But most of all I'm hoping

that you're learning while you roam,

that no matter the distance

You can always come home.