Homecoming

Within my skull a stranger roams
Away across the cobblestones
So long upon the weary way
So long in homeward coming

One more bend my heart recalls
‘Til wistful gaze discern the walls of home
Oh the sweet sight of home!
An end for all my roving

See it now? The open door—
My barefoot feet so travel sore
Shall find within a resting place
A haven from the treading

Hasten now!
The noontide glare is sinking
In the distant air
A sweet perfume is beckoning
From lilies on the byway

There dusty bones shall find their ease
I’ll lay my head on gentle knees
A lucent hand will soothe my brow
At last, I’m homeward coming!

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