Homecoming....

valley


Mom and Dad's
backyard...
in a waiting haze.
Almost violent
in my peace.


Struggle...
for what reason?
Unease
and bliss.
Nervous elation.


Must I decide?
Must I choose to sink
into this?
Yet which side?
The middle is agony.


Ignorance.
Blind.
and yet
now I look out
on a sight.


Symphony
of golden
heaven kissed
sunlight.
The trees laugh
and dance
in its warm embrace.


Another ending
of the same day.
Over and over again
the glory.
Twining together
a blanket
of ancient chimes.


Oh the perfection.
Oh the shame
of forgetting.
And yet
I am so welcomed.


I am in the song...
singing to me
and through me.
Off now
to the valley
of gold.


Echoes
of my childhood...
beckoning...
come.