The Day I Found My Way Home

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Years, wand’ring the world, where in the world, what was I doing here?

all of these years, searching in vain, cursing the rain, chasing the runaway train of my mind.

It never went quietly, but this time, I feel myself silently apraising (the day)…

The day I found my way home, Home to a place, A place where I’ve always belonged,

All the way from lost and alone, from hopelessly gone, I am the prodigal son (or: prodigal ONE)

I don’t know what I did to deserve such a gift as the day I found my way home