I am a ceaseless wanderer

who carries all I own

as I wander place to place

not knowing which

is Home.

 

I tread the path of the world

as aimlessly I go

searching, seeking

waiting, hoping

for something I don’t know.

 

I’ve always been an orphan..

can you sense my pain?

I am a loner who walks

night and day

down the lonely lane.

 

Suddenly there appears

a set of footsteps true

in the dirt

of the trail which comes

into my view.

 

The Man who I see there

looks at me with Eyes

which have seen

many things

and nothing a surprise.

 

He looks at me with an endless,

penetrating Gaze

and I know I am looking back

at the Ancient

of Days.

 

He tells me the greatest Story

and no longer am I blind

for He has seen

my searching

for something more sublime.

 

He says: “I was once lonely.

I had no pillow for My Head.

I hung on a Tree

until they made sure

I was dead”.

 

“They thought me a vagrant..

whose time was more than gone.

My teachings

they had despised

for so very long”.

 

“But, where I went they couldn’t go.

I had loved until the last….

even those who

rejected Me

in my lonely past”.

 

“Now, I am King of the Angels.

I am no longer alone.

The Earth is My Footstool.

And Heaven is My Home.”

 

“I invite you to come with Me..

your wanderings are done.

A whole family

awaits you,

my most blessed son”.

 

I look at Him in wonder

as slowly I surmise

that as the deepest night falls,

is when the brightest

Sun does rise.

 

So I stepped forward in trust,

no longer alone.

I know now where I am to go

on this path

which leads

to Home.