Back Home

Back HomeAdorned you are
A prince at hand.
No other presence
Does command
The beauty that is
You eternally.

The Prince does know
His counterpart,
The heart of His
Divinely start.
She breathes all life
Between His holy steps.

Together, they arise
At dawn
With promises of
Passion’s morn,
And walk they do
Toward the
Promised land.

Hand in hand
They leave the mark
Of love’s embrace,
Truth’s only stock,
For all of life
To find its way
Back home.


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