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.