Citizen of the world
Free of loyalty and
Full of love,
Or so I said
Once…
When nothing else mattered
But my desire
To be anchored
Tethered to another
Indivisibly
Unquestionably
Irrevocably…
And so I scoured the world
Mindlessly
In search of something
Indescribable
But unattainable…
The childish heart matures
Eventually
And stops chasing worldly boys
That can’t bear to be caught…
The childish heart matures
One day
And chooses the homegrown path
It always shied from travelling
Without remorse…
Fidelity not to country or culture
But to a worthy purpose;
This distinction has made all the difference.
The childish heart matures
Eventually
And learns that settling down
Isn’t about becoming enslaved
To something lesser
But becoming part of
Someone, something else
Something bigger than life itself…
The childish heart matures
One day
And finds its place in the world
A home in your heart.
