The lone fisherman floats,
his vessel bobs in the ripple
of a homeward tide.
He can not hide his pride
for it has given him courage
to take on all obstacles
and all the confidence to succeed.
A glance back to see that the beacon
still broadcasts its brilliance
never leaving him in peril; not
leaving him in the dark. The waves
are cyclical and persistent; he can’t
resist their allure. For he is sure home
is anywhere his heart is welcomed.
Leaving home to head for home.
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2012