Pilgrims in Zurich

"Grow Home"

There was once a very little boy who told himself, "I can see the world, all by myself."

When the boy grew up, he told himself, "I will see the world, all by myself."

When the boy turned a man, he told himself, "I have seen the world, all by myself."

And when the man grew old, he told himself, "I am all by myself."

And when the old man died, he told himself, "I can see the world."


Life has all its funny twists and turns.
And sometimes, as i sit by my table just wondering,
I ponder if i have thought too much.
That reflections upon reflections has yielded nothing;
but the meaning of what it means to reflect.

I have thought about the trees, the sky.
Thought about love, friends.
I've reflected upon sin and happiness.
But it has all come to naught...

Tomorrow will keep coming, and will keep bringing new things to think about.
Yesterday was always lost, Today always has its troubles.
But now, all I can think of is home.

Not just home, but home where everything is.