Home in the Journey

On the long path to truth the heart seeks a place to rest,

for every being seeks a place for sanctuary be it cave or nest.

But what is a home to those of us who walk the path,

A place of rest and reflection or shelter from natures wrath?

In times of need the arms of nature can be a gift of fate,

we can quickly appreciate things we used to hate.

It is easy for the pilgrim to grow weary and weak,

but do not forget the path and the gift you seek.

When you follow your destiny, the path that you chose,

The universe will grant you food, shelter and clothes.

 

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