Home Again

the highways

the four lanes

becomes three

highways

become byways

two lanes

becomes one

main roads

turn into

country roads

cutting through bush

and hill alike

old roads

become dirt roads

and the dirt roads

become tracks

but one track

more straight

than narrow

one more turn

and then i’m home again

one track

rutted and worn

one more pot hole

one more exposed tree root

and i’m home again

the blue of the day sky

the moon lit nights

at the mercy of the weather

but i'm home again

in winter i can see my breath

summer claws it from my chest

there is no autumn

there is no spring

it's either cold or hot

i'm home again

one day

i won’t have to leave

one day

not too far away to believe

one day

home and heart will be as one

one day

i will hold that moment in the sun

and never let it go

one day

i will be able

to take each

and every single moment

i want

hold it

magnify it in myself

every beam

every ray

every half lit mote

every dawn

every dusk

every forever

one day

will be someday

and that someday

i'll just stay up there

for good