Going Home

As I walk into the misty sea,
and the surf tickles my feet,
I gaze into the stars, reaching out high,
to grab onto me,

I reach down low, into the frosty water,
and pick up a small shell,
holding it close to my ear, listening,
I can hear you coming for me,

As the waves rise high,
as it breaks the reef,
I close my eyes, my vision is filled,
with so many sweet memories,

Never before has my life been complete,
as it has this day, 
I walk further into the water,
for today is my day,

The light comes over me,
calling to my soul,
then all time stops, a voice speak sout,
"Welcome home, my child.."