#151 On The Way...

Somewhere on the road

crossing those tiny pebbles

washed by a narrow stream of aqua

thoughts came rushing..

The journey was full of adventure

but something was left behind

did I ever belong to home

no matter how hard I tried..

How is that love and laughter

and the good old days

were not enough

to keep me at bay

what is it that I seek

from the life within..

All these questions and more

moving along with the steps I take

as I see my foot marks on the wet sand

keep taking me to the bygone days

and elbows often caressing

the grey-brown bushes

almost startling

bringing me back on the way...