You brought me back to home,
Where I always belonged,
Longing to rescue but not to be sure,
I am back again, to my home.
I have found million ways to forget,
But it started with forgiveness,
I have never found fault again,
To the dripping of winds or the stones,
The lanes are empty but so pure,
I am sure, to my home.
Have I not met you then?
I would have found myself lately,
But then it would have never be late,
A right time to take, to my home.
Diligently and aware,
I have put my legs to the stream and got my ways,
I have taken bath in the shower of self,
The blessing ripples of grace,
The lion’s roar or the children’s play,
I have found my way, to my home.