The Homeward Call
The swallowtail butterfly defying all distance
Hold its course against the sun
And seek through space a migrant's chance
Of flying to the land of its birth
The hornbill turtle tunneling its watery way
Swim against the tidal flow
To find the distant shore of sand or bay
That popped it from egg to air
And I have seen between spring and winter
The birds from the north homing
Through the crimson evening ere the shutter
Of night falls upon their way
And I here, my eyes beyond the distant sea
Like all creatures before me know
There is a place of birth, a golden memory
And when he calls then I shall go.
Home is where the heart goes yearning
For forgotten treasures now bright
To home at evening my wings stealing
Carry me safely through the night.
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2009
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