Where All Roads Lead

Home is where the heart is for all roads lead to a Mystic

Home is where the hearth is for all roads lead to a Coyote

Upon the road that I travel, the equation is now complete

A loving girl who is sweet.

Showing her love on all the days

In small, large and beautiful ways.

A home she makes for her and I

With photographs and stars

For all to know

And for her to show

The direction she wishes to go

Her voice dances daily

Upon my ears as I roam

Knowing that it’s her souls bright light

Ever guiding me home

A mystic

A coyote

A pearl in the desert sea.

A light upon the horizon

Always burning

For me to see.

Never does a minute pass

That her love does not shine

Her heart and hearth, always warm

A treasure of beauty and form.

Her compassion and caring

Give me strength

This I can’t deny

She is my addiction

And my drug

With her

I’m always high.