Wanderer

From the wake of horizons

Listlessly walks a lone traveler

Followed by light he wanders

Without thought for where

Or for when he should

Arrive in the home

For which he searched

He came upon a person

Unkempt in time

Lost in the sublime

This person whispered

"Why wander and search

So far and wide when home

Is clearly to hard to find?"

Now he continues to wander

But also to wonder

Whether the journey

Is worth the find

Of homes sweet hearth

Only you can decide