Come Home
Warrior show me your SELF
Display for me the rhythmatic capability
You have inside to soothe my mind
Show so much more than your exterior
My memories have a need to fondle your interior
To sink deep submerge those caverns you manage to keep hidden
Seems as though my eyes ponder stars
In sheer wonderment at the possibilities of what they are thinking
They blink as twilight covers the land
My thoughts internally try to decipher their silent morse code
Wisps of the wind send chills through this small wrinkle in space
With my feet planted, warrior my sighs wish to transfer visions
Open your mind to what was lost somewhere in time
Moments collected in another realm another dimension
Kept safe within my Queendom
If you stop, listen, hear it the beating
Can you hear them?
The rapid pounding fierce though calm
Listen for the sound
It’s the drum calling you
Calling you back home.
Sometimes thoughts and conversations move you to write something that means so much. I wrote this a couple months ago but I am feeling it today. Can you hear ’em?