Poem/Song

The Calling

As the sun came up this morning a familiar sound was heard,
Through the mist and tree's came a winding voice whispering welcome words.
The time has come for you to return to a place from deep within.
Your long awaited journey home is at last about to begin

I hear the calling from friends a far surround my wounded soul
Asking me to return to a place of memories strong and old
Where warmth and friendly faces glow
Into welcoming arms of love I will go.

No time to say goodbye as I step though the open door
My wiry eyes and tired feet shall carry this pain no more
As I enter the place where I will always belong
My spirit and soul once again feels strong

I hear the calling from friends a far surround my wound soul
Asking me to return to a place of memories strong and old
Where warmth and friendly faces glow
Into welcoming arms of love I will go

As for love ones left behind may your sorrow be small
Until the day comes when you hear your call
Then again we will meet in a wondrous place
As you arrive safe and sound to a familiar face

I hear the calling from friends a far surround my wound soul
Asking me to return to a place of memories strong and old
Where warmth and friendly faces glow
Into welcoming arms of love I will go