Dana, Thanks for Giving My Heart a Home

heart home

I Get Close
for my beautiful bride
copyright 2013 Steven Law

 

From a farflung corner of the globe
I’m at last on that blessed homeward road

I roll up the maps, and strap on my pack
I’ve seen enough—for now—I’m going back

Back to the blue slate hills, and the waving wheat fields
That I, as a younger man, a hundred times tilled

But they were sown with the tares of restlessness
That grew to an age of recklessness

I heard the road singing its siren song
And any freedom song was my anthem
In my pocket were the seeds of adventure
And I wandered the world in a quest to plant them

And I’ve been down more than a thousand trails
In my quest to find the Nomad’s Grail

It’s just beyond the next horizon, it’s just past the next bend
For the quest for the Nomad’s Grail, is a quest without end

But now I can’t stop picturing how great it will be
Sharing stories at the table with my family

Where my mom, dad, grandma and grandpa
Watch over our own little Shangri-La

It is a young man’s nature to ramble and roam
Lucky is the man whose compass points home

If life is an apple, love is the tree
And home is the soil in which it grows

If life is a raft, love is the river
And home is the mountain from which it flows

Home is our island. Home is our highland.
Home is the bird with the sprig in its beak.

If life is a book, she’s my favorite story
And love is the language that we speak

If life is a kite, love is the wind
And home is the cord that lets it fly

If life is a song, love is the choir
And home is the stage where it amplifies

There’s no pull so strong as the homeward tug
And there’s nothing so warm as a homecoming hug

Home is the kingdom that crowned us. Home is the roots that ground us.
Only the walls of a home can contain a love that is boundless.

There’s only one place I can hear my favorite words
Words more beautiful than any poem
And they’re spoken by the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard
It’s the joyful sound of “Welcome Home!”

I’ve walked through the blowing dust, and the heat of noon
Through the falling dew in the cool of the moon

And now, after all those miles, and the traveler’s trials
After so many lost and lonely roads
After all the loss and gain, the triumph and the pain
I’m finally getting close

I get close to the Castle Gate and those old familiar places
I get close to the alkali flats, and those beautiful sunburnt mesas

I get close to the place where you said the words I already knew
I get close to the girl who made my greatest dream come true

I get close to the hilltop tree where you said, “Yes!”
I can picture you there, shining in your summer dress

I get close, and my heart starts making that familiar sound
Of wild horses running on open ground

Baby, I don’t know if I’ll make it home tonight
But turn the porch light on, ‘cause I just might

I’ve been gone too long and I apologize, but I do have an excuse
But it has as many holes as the soles of these old shoes

They’re covered with a crust of old road dust
And they’ve been washed in ocean foam
They’ve been roughly used, but they’re a good pair of shoes
For they know a shortcut home

My old house didn’t look like much
What it really needed was a woman’s touch

It had a sturdy roof that held out the storms
And a cozy fireplace that kept me warm

It had a table made of common planks
Where I ate my bread and gave my thanks

It had a bed, but it was missing the girl of my dreams
I would wonder where she was as I stared up at the beams

It had a window that looked out on this beautiful world
All that was missing was the beautiful girl

It had a door that kept my troubles at bay
And opened to reveal tomorrow’s adventure
And then one beautiful, magical day
Through that door my true love entered

Home is the kingdom that crowned us. Home is the roots that ground us.
Only the walls of a home can contain a love that is boundless.

There’s only one place I can hear my favorite words
Words more beautiful than any poem
And they’re spoken by the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard
It’s the joyful sound of “Welcome Home!”