Caminante, caminante
cuándo volverás….
Yet here you are again once more
Leaving behind the old familiar shore
The promise of the great unknown
Feels more alive than hearth and home.
And means more than all you left behind
The broken ties and roots you couldn’t find
You want to immerse, dive in, and explore
Eager to find meaning and desperate for more.
This time, you hope with a new spark you have found
A connection will form and finally hold its ground
Answering the question “Where are you from?”
By shrugging your shoulders: “I leave and I come”.
You wander on, trading jokes and banter
Weaving joy into your journey and every encounter
Memories you will cherish more than your grandmother’s touch
Blocking out what makes you vulnerable too much.
Exploring the world and the earth beneath your stride
But scared of exploring what you hold inside
Not knowing that the places you hold so dear
Are those you left behind, year after year.
Crossing rivers, climbing new heights
Endless paths stretching in fading lights
But the shadows you chase are your own creation
Your back turned to the sun in self-chosen isolation.
And so you glance behind you and embrace
The many moments that your mind won’t erase
But glorify instead to protect you from pain
And shield your heart from breaking again.
Restless wanderer, holding the world in your hand
Seeking new horizons and footprints in the sand
Don't you know the day you cease to roam
Will be the day you arrive at your place called home.
