To the Home Again

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.