A Journey Home - a Friday Story to uplift
A journey taken, walked, run, driven …. crawled,
A harbour arrival allows for a deeper breath, releasing tension and I give thanks.
The ferry appears, a constant, faithful friend and I give thanks.
Take me home I cry, the relief abundant as a layer is shed, the tension breaks and I give thanks.
A smooth crossing, the mountains in the distance, a familiar sight of home; strong, constant, waiting, beckoning and I give thanks.
The still calm waters of the Loch, deep, unmoving, and yet ever changing, supporting the challenges of life, I could lose myself in it, echoing my heartbeat as it slows, relaxes and I give thanks.
The skein of geese spread out across the sky, messengers of homecoming, wings beat in time with my rhythm, beckon me onward and I give thanks.
The welcoming fire burning brightly. Warmth, home, hearth, journeys end, I breathe, and I give thanks.
Lyndsey H Greer - Calma Shore Positive Mind Positive Life