All roads lead Home

Softly.
You always come to me softly
in the softest notes I can find
to play at end of day
to reverberate the strings of my heart
touch the deepest parts which
still see me yearn.

I swim through life’s winding lanes
sometimes upstream others
down
never knowing if the next wave
will swamp or lift
to crest and seek another which
carry further along.

How far would you go?

Each time I think I’ve reached my own
the destination changes and
off we swim again

yet,

Logic dictates, that eventually
all roads lead to home.

~*~

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