"Finding Home Along the Way"

by Audrianna | April 25, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018
 Each dawn arising adding yet another pageto this story we’re writing.As evening falls upon our yellow housewe look forth to the beaming starsthe iridescent moon that holds dear the things forgotten,that is found in the silver lining. These well-worn streets, the grass like emeraldsthose ever-falling leavesfeeling them beneath my feet,hearing their gentle whispersagainst the autumn breeze, softly reminding methis is home in my familiar little town. Moving on, letting go, changing with the seasonsholding to the joys and tears,the hopes and fearsas grasping branches in the darkvying for my attention the memories we’ve sharedthese thoughts holding me captive. Like the One who holds timeas sand in an hourglass,unknowing where this road will goas I searchfor love and meaning.This time has been spentthough we were brought here,with my curious gypsy heartthere’s something more out there,I cannot deny the echoes beckoning for me to gonothing to be tying me down. Now in this place, it’s what I’ve longed forleaving behind the old,beginning anew under this desert skythis is where I belong.Like an asylum for the wandering soulyearning for a beacon of hope,this is now our haven;more than the crystal skyand prickling cactus standing confidently,the palms swaying and dancingthe spring breeze caressing their leaves.It is the people, family, this brightly bustling cityever drawing us together, just to be. No matter where I go,we’ll never be too far apartI know we’ll always be homeforevermore as in our heartsthis tale of our lives is rooted here now.Standing strong as skyscrapers stretching towards the skyeven in the darkthe beauty of our land cannot dim. I feel the sun’s raysas I trod along the path,shining brightlyon the ones who go along on their way.Like an orchestra, each has a placeevery note fitting togetherin the grander picture.It’s been a long road,but I’ve come so faras if led by Ariadne’s stringalong this journeyfrom the God who gives every borrowed breath.Always home with no regretsholding to the sunsets and the sunrises,revealing the beauty of timeas it holds both the highs and lowsblending together as it paints the sky forever,finding home along the way.
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