They told me to find the mountains that would sing to me,
and the oceans that would dance all night.
To find the blazing light that would never waiver in the darkness.
So I walked for miles to lands unknown.
I had dared not look back for fear that I will be blind to what was in front of me.
But I soon found out it was not a journey.
I merely wandered away.
And as I returned, a prodigal pilgrim,
I saw you standing there. Just like how I left you.
You had your feet on the ground, with such a familiar steady strength,
and I heard my heart sing out.
As I came heading towards you,
I saw the emotions running wild in your eyes,
drowning me in their bliss.
And you took me in, arms enveloped around me,
wrapping me with such warmth.
Going home was my adventure, all along.