A Journey Home

We are born, and the journey begins
We have left the life within to go
Outward to live in a world without end
Around and around we go learning to bend

I have left my home that was so sublime
To live in a world that has no rhyme
Around and around we go learning to bend
In a world without end

Time marches on and we grow old
We lived in a world that seemed so bold
We took our chances and stories we told
To the new ones coming into our fold
Around and around we go learning to bend
In a world without end

To some life is short other's oh so long
We wonder and roam searching to belong
Losing ourselves to other's demands
We have forgotten how to make a stand
Around and around we go learning to bend
In a world without end

Tis time to let go and relinquish our find
To once again look inward and see the sublime
As our long journey home has ended this time
Around and around we go learning to bend
In a world without end

by Lynda Hartley 2005