Homeward Bound Poem by Shirin Abbas

I wish I could return to safe arms
a home, a hearth a warm heart a place to call my own
childhood dreams that shattered like slivers
as the ground beneath my feet shook and trembled
and me, trying to keep a foothold,
slipped, bruised, fell, got up and walked again
one step two steps, one more then fell again
all the while head high, show no pain
shed no tears for when these fall
the arms that reach to wipe them
seek gratification in kind
leave, just leave them all behind
and walk - not too fast
to lose the magic of the sunrise,
not too slow to miss the tawny sunset
just in pace, in sync- one step at a time
into the horizon- in search of peace of mind...