The Journey

I searched for someone gentle
With a light that wouldn't fade
A heart that wouldn't tremble
When my storms began to rage
Someone who could hold my sorrow
Without calling it too much
Who would wrap me in her mercy
When my words forgot their touch

I crossed through seasons, cities
Every harbor, every shore
Chasing warmth in foreign faces
I had never seen before
I walked the dust of summer
The quiet rain of early spring
Believing love was somewhere distant
Just beyond the wandering

Through mountains, endless valleys
Through the noise of stranger lands
I searched between the grains of sand
And in the rain upon my hands
I searched in every echo
For a voice that felt like rest
For the one who'd recognize my ache
Without a question in her chest

And when the journey emptied every breath in me
I went back to my mother