Prayer for a Safe Return

[flashandburst]

Tonight, in hope the winds may turn
I hang above my open door
A prayer for your safe return.
I dare not reckon anymore
Where on this lonely globe you'd be,
And all my prayers dreamed before
Have only disappointed me,
But I will murmur in my sleep
These lonely words to cross the sea.
So if, upon the boundless deep
A storm may tear apart your fleet
Or if a foreign snow would keep
You lost and trapped in ice and sleet,
Or if a distant rocky land
Should break and fall beneath your feet
Or parch you dry on scorching sands,
My whispers will help you recall
My open door, my folded hands.
No matter where you choose to fall,
My faith and love will lead you home.