My heart longs for that place called home,
Where my soul and flesh are in harmony,
That place where rest is the final breath each day.
I long for that sense of belonging fully,
Where all the uncertainty is completed,
Home is where all my questions are answered,
Asking welcomed by a heart that loves.
In the meantime I see the promise,
And, home dwells within me,
My birthmark showing where I belong,
My voice speaking words owned by eternity,
Home is returning to my life’s source,
To know completely from where I was born.
