a house is just where you live
but a home is where your soul can roam
a place to be wild, no need to stay mild
free to see, be filled with glee
yet, still is your place to rest
home is where you are your best

a silhouette, a shape
a shell, an armor
protects from those who take
vessel for the self
emotions to harbor

hard it may seem
resistant to change
but move it does
traits it shall exchange

shifting shape
fluctuating form
motion, emotion
to alter, explore

The sky cleared
The coals cold
Give some room
To rest my soul

The wind stirs
The water sings
The clouds part
For pointing stars

They point behind
To where I parted
My adventures end
travel, just started

Home where I  go
To right my wrongs
Where I belong
where I have gone
I must return
(find my way home)


The journey long
But not new
Each new dawn
Closer to

Destination
Getting closer
Trepidation
Growing stronger

Is this right
Is it wrong
Can I return
Do I stay gone

Home where I go
But Can my wrongs
Become undone
Will virtue dawn
I must return


Right or wrong
Singed or gone
My path remains
A returning one

face my mistakes
Do what it takes
In life or death
I must go on

Home where I go
No matter the song
Punishment long
Labour many dawns
I will return