Home

When you're feeling tired, sleepy and alone

All a person longs for is a special place called home

A place to set your worries

To put your mind at ease

No hastling nor hurry

Just a gentle autumn breeze

After many months of wander

To find this place called home

I sat a while to ponder

On a giant mushroom's dome

I'd searched the west

With mountains high

I'd searched the east

Full of valley and sky

I'd searched the north

Through cold coniferous plains

I'd searched the south

For days without rain

I'd searched the oceans

And distant lands

Through foreign jungles

And o'er alien sands

I'd searched the grasslands

For what I lacked

I visited both of the cold polar caps

After seeing the surface

And of home not a trace

I floated up to outer space

To sparkling sky, black as night

Covered with diamonds, pinpoints of light

I flitted my way past the sun, moon, and stars

And decided to see the red dust of mars

The expanse of Jupiter, the rings of Saturn

Each an enigma with its puzzles and patterns

I looked past the planets into darkness beyond

And realized this is not where I belong

Nowhere out here whilst I did roam

Carried the distinct feeling of home

So back down to earth, then further still

The darker it got the greater the thrill

Below the surface in caverns deep

Where naught but water makes a peep

The drip, drop calming the silence whole

That it threatened to steal my very soul

So further I traveled to the core

Where the magma swirled and roared

It swept me up and spat me out,

Through an underwater volcano spout

Near the bottom I lurked until a whale

Offered me a ride on his magnificent tail

I caught my ride and up we flew

Through hundreds of shades of beautiful blue

Until the surface we did reach

Light sparkling off a white sandy beach

I swam and sat on a desert isle

And as I though I began to smile

Home is not a place you find

Its something created in your mind

And with that thought

My dream bubble popped

Back was I in my shaded glen

"Welcome back little one day dreaming again?"

I fluttered my wings with a nod and a smile

And flew off down the road about a mile

There I met a lonely man

Huffing and puffing as if he'd ran

A thousand miles

I flitted over to him and asked with a smile

"Why are you so out of breath?"

"Because I just barely escaped my death

I had to leave my life and home

I daren't go back so now I roam"

"That's odd" I said with a giggle and grin

"That this matter of home would pop up again"

He whispered "I miss my home what can I do?"

I asked curiously, "how can you miss what's a part of you?"

He looked sharply at me "What do you mean?"

So I told him of what I'd seen

The heavens and earth in all their splendor

But not one of these is a vendor

Of a little thing called home

"Its with you no matter where you roam

Its something you keep inside your heart

So you and home are never apart"

He shook his head and did not understand

I knew right there that this was a man

Who would have to learn for himself

And discover the hard way life's simple wealth's

I called as he set out the world do see

"May you find what you want to be."