Coming Home

I woke up from my past today;
Glanced behind at all the memories.
Lost in time to the melodies
That once filled my heart.

Beside me sits a spirit bare;
Asking what I want from here.
This endless darkness
All around.

My voice is gone as I try to speak;
Knowing that for what I seek,
Such gifts can not
Be found.

I stand in place, prepared to leave,
When the spirit calls to me,
"Are you sure you still can
Go?"

Smile appears on my face,
Tears try to threaten me,
A single nod is
All I can give.

From silken pockets he,
Pulls out a single string;
Ties it to my
Finger.

"Follow this, once you decide.
Life is but a simple ride,
Here is where I'll wait for you,
Till you come home..."