She asked for a name

I said I needed none

She said she understood,

And smiled.

How many people have I become

In a year or a month-time ?

How many times have I died ?

How many births have I had ?

Remembering that I'm alive again

Takes me by surprise.

I had forgotten,

Truth tarnished by wounds at times.

Home is a place on earth that

Has candles burning by a shrine

And to it voices sing music

As an offering of love.

Home is a place on earth !

Me who thought it was in heaven,

Prayed to get there fast,

Now I need not wait at all.

Blessed be the Mother who looks forward

To her daughter and son to come home

The Father knows,

And guides by his light, the lost souls.

Just as you sing a prayer

Just as you make a fire,

A light -powerful- touches my soul

That is what home is all about.

Just as you pour the sweet water

And open your arms once more

You release the last breath of fear

And are now and forever,

Innocent and whole.

And as you pour the sweet water

And open your arms once more

I release the last breath of fear

And now and forever,

I am Innocent and Whole.