Travelers in Bloom

I left with a map of questions

And dust beneath my name

Crossed through the mouths of cities

Where every stranger looked the same

But a candle in a window

And a hand beneath the rain Turned the road into a doorway

Turned my distance into change

Every face held a small sunrise Every wound,

a hidden flame

I am a traveler through the living world Finding home in every

soul

From the child who laughs in the market

To the heart that has grown cold

We are more than all our borders More than stories carved in

stone

Love is waiting in the meeting

And no one walks alone

I slept beside a river

That carried names away

Heard an old man sing of leaving

Like tomorrow owed him grace

A woman shared her silence When there was nothing left to say

And I learned the deepest language Is the kindness we convey

Every life becomes a lantern

When we let another in

If I vanish past the horizon

If my footprints fade from view

Let the road remember softly

I was changed by meeting you

Not one heart is just a stranger Not one life is passing

through

Every soul becomes a mirror Showing what the light can do I

am a traveler through the living

world Finding home in every soul In the eyes that hold a

sorrow

In the hearts that still are whole

We are more than all our borders

More than all we think we know

Love is waiting in the meeting

And it teaches us to grow

So I’ll walk beneath the wide sky

With an open hand and soul

Everywhere the road may lead me

There is love, and there is home (there is love)