Homeless Wanderer
Why did this heart
ever leave your side
and venture so far
from home;
Now it’s lost in caverns
that bleed hopeful light
of love that its known,
But just sometimes
as if by divine intervention
it stumbles across
an opening from above
And grace streams through
In hymns chanted
at the break of dawn,
and whispered prayers
as stars gleam
beneath radiant smiles,
So forgive the rough edges
And my woozy eyes
For my heart’s
a homeless wanderer
trying to find its way
Back home.