It's not the morsels on the ground that lead you home where peace is found
It's not not the moonbeams from above nor riding on a winging dove.
At rainbow's end you will not find a place to rest of any kind.
And if afar is where you seek your endless search will leave you weak.
For home is not a distant place to where you run as in a race.
To find all that your heart doth crave just look within and time you'll save.
You are the home you needn't part for all you quest dwells in your heart.