I've been training under the moon filled sky,
I finally managed to catch a thought,
Before it had gone and passed me by,
So it could tell me what it was I sought.
"You've been flying far too long."
The thought echoing inside my head,
That soon became my song,
Singing loud enough to wake the dead.
I had flown to many places,
Have seen so many things,
Lived in different spaces,
Heard the night owls sing.
But all the while I missing a home,
A place where I could go and rest,
When I no longer want to roam,
So I search for a place to build a nest.
