I went home last night
though I didn’t know it then.
I laughed and cried
and sang and praised
and reminisced of when.
I gathered up the shards of memory
as I drifted back.
I sifted through the years of history
and stuffed them in my pack.
Looking to the far horizon,
road stretching no less further than before;
Somehow my load sits lighter
as my steps stretch out once more.