Feeling lost and lonely
Though I am known and found
Unsure, confused, uncertain
Yet hope knows where I’m bound
A pilgrim on a journey
This land is not my home
Yet here I live at present
Unsettled, on I roam
Contentment sought in plenty
Contentment sought in naught
Contentment is elusive
Contentment can’t be bought
Home is what I long for
But not a house or land to find
Home will be a Person
But not yet any I have called mine
If homeward You’re not calling
Then must I discontented be?
I long for hope’s fulfillment
Of my long-sought destiny
10/8/2015
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