There is a road.

It leads home.

I ventured off miles ago.

I lost sight.

Blinded by the cares of this world.

I am here.

At a cross-road.

I see home in a distance in my rear view reflection.

Missing home.

My first love is there.

This path has left me alone.

Home is where I belong.

Love awaits me.

It is a long way home.

But I am turning back.

Back to life.

Back to hope.

Back to His warm embrace.

Back to safety.

My journey begins.