All what we look for is a place called home

Like living in a place that has no name...you wonder how long you can survive being so humane...when all that s around you seems so fake....the truth is clear right in front of your eyes but you sometimes chose to shut your eyes ....you wanna fly with the wind...let it carry you away...leave it all behind...start again...but you cant help but be captured by a reality that just drags you more and more into a materialistic set of adventures you re expected to go through...you take the wisdom and carry on but at the end....all what you look for is a place called home... home is so near yet so far...unseen and unknown but you know it s there waiting for you to return so pure like when you were born...but you know you re not ready yet...the power of our creator is that he created us left us in the world to experience all sorts of emotions and situations knowing time after time that we are learning and growing and gaining wisdom to make us ready to face that day....take my hope under your wings...god help me reach my dreams...carry me under your wings...god stand by me...keep me away from all the evils of this world....cleanse my soul and take me in your warm embrace....for there is no eternal love but your love....