Where is the soul
I knew of old?

When did you leave
What have you left behind?

Are you gone forever
Never to return?

Or are you trapped
Struggling to break free?

I feel the sun on my face
As I watch a faint moon rising

Knowing even the simplest of journeys
Can be the most arduous of affairs.

I will walk the world in my own way
Watching, as running water turns the mill stone of time

I live and breathe
In this golden hour

And realise the environment
Is directing me
To look inwards
And find freedom there

I may no more sail the seas
Or visit foreign lands
Though my mind desires it

So for now
I will remain with my heart
Homely
At home