Homed

The roads stretched ahead

Into thousands of winding miles

And I quietly led myself to venture

Through invisible rooms and aisles.

I knew not where I was being taken to,

For I let the merry breeze be my guide

To the new and the untouched realms,

To the one, in who I must confide.

I longed for the thrill that novelty brought

But alas! How long does novelty last?

“The world is all new”, they say, “until

You have not discovered it fast.”

Or could it be the familiarity that

I craved for, which I found in you?

A safe hide-out for all my thoughts

That shall forever be new.

I wished to get lost yet not lose myself

In your deep and meaningful eyes,

Promising me the delight of adventure

Non-existent under the deep blue skies.

And while I slumbered in your arms

I heard voices from the whispering dome

Waiting for me to decipher them.

Softly they answer, “I am home.”