Homecoming

Together with the people
I swarm the crowded streets
stores, stalls, a mania of sound
full of many who lives
...I yet hear the crunch

I trip amid her´in home
I'll heading back,
nobody knows
where I departed at,
solitary mind as parole
arrivals,
some far beyond

There I mutter back and forth
offering a smile here, some there
time then seems to bend and drifting
cold winds flows, warm sounds adores
or an arrival that shivers
shudders, coexisting,
twisting, and 7 colors who
a few maybe, can see
happening,
shifting

All not want, why as such while
The sun of day, lets her glow a fall
a twilight blurred colors, daily recall
still just.., sparkles, twinkling
a day that eventually will invade,
her troubled fog is inside space
calling my unwritten name
while a nocturnal journey,
meets a fade to a black

Elated by a silent bright sigh
yet I sink deeper, yet my chin up
but soon the rumble can clog by
the sky where I ought in to dive
a unperturbed slumming touch
completely into that whole small
that stream, which is; a thought
everything in all
which beams to subtract
in all of what I have become

That the moon does wink me a star
Night a clear vocal, liable realism
darkness each color equates eluster shades

The deeper I leave into the earth where I flow
Let me staring at the gates of heaven to all and
a distant star does brighten up my eyes
so far away.., so far, which is such close
it consumes my entire heart,
a vocal ohm, could wave me intone
I only took this walk because
I could be able to feel my life is
sometimes, a little bit closer to home

Wherever that may be