Where are you off to now?
…have you gone to the outer edge?
…are you tramping through this world and others like it?
Is that you child, so heavy and tired?
Sweetness, even you can see there is nothing new to see.
Turn around Love and open your other eyes
You know me – the one resting in your favorite chair…
You remember me – the one wearing your worn out shoes…
Turn around Love - I am still here.