Journey Homeward
Are we all born homesick?
With an innate ache
for heaven?
Life is bittersweet,
a longing along with
celebrations.
Small agings and deteriorations
at each milestone,
each turning of life.
Why this tug toward
something sacred,
something more than we can grasp?
It shimmers just yonder,
farther than our ken,
somehow elusive, camouflaged,
we grope toward something
fundamental, a treasure
glowing beyond.
(2020)