I have grown

Weary of exploring

I have scaled

The mountains swam

The rivers sailed

The oceans crawled

Through jungles and

Settled with indiginies

Now home I

Sit in my

Little house perched

High on top

Telescope and map

And old photographs

Next to me

Pointing to there

And there to

Him and him

Knowing that I

Have been there

But happiest I

Am here alone

In a house

On a hill