On The Long Way Home

I'd never thought I would be here. To come to my own and to find home at last. This enigma that lived locked away in the chambers of dreams became and is becoming both my breathe and touch. Now I walk upon this road of worlds knowing not fully where I go. So listen softly and you may hear the utterance of a prayers that flows from my lips. For in this ethereal light I shall tread patiently upon this and every other axis mundi.

O' Wandering Jew, tonight you are not alone; for in the twilight of forgotten night I am The Wayfaring Stranger.

I welcome you to my journey. No matter where I may roam, I shall find my home.