Way Back Home Poem by Joana Marie Ferry

I wanted to come home,
but the breeze of the wind struck me,
that the silence makes me hum
to the farthest view I may see.

I have to come home
so I can hug the air so tight,
the rustling leaves that is alone
so with the ocean, so calm and peace.

Should I come home?
there outside my home, I see
there inside my house, I would be
but solemly and peacefully I refused.

As I turned back, hands waved at me,
feet of mine trembling, knees of mine shaking.
I wanted to come home day and night
but my body refuses but my mind don't and yet my heart denies.

I should have come home,
now falls have drop into my eyes, and fallen leaves soon now are broken
from the inside of the cage to the outside of the maze,
I should have come home.