Searched for the world over,

Looked for in mystical places,

Seen in others faces,

You are called a life’s rover…

Speaking to Tibetan monks,

Questioning priests & Rabbi’s,

Deciphering the Koran & Bible,

Carrying with you of souvenirs in trunks…

All the way home you do one day arrive,

To sit on the beach of your childhood years,

All that searching for naught, you fear,

You find enlightenment right in your own backyard,

The place where you the most did ever thrive…