I could easily shake that dust away - 
venture outwards - though I'd rather stay -
postpone the first step till tomorrow or, 
better yet, mid-breadth, stay in again -
Or pause, forget, and wait for a cloudless day...

Instead I chose to seek the calling that leads me closer to home.

Yet though I live in continual contemplation,
Trying to stave off the down spiral of rumination,
Fearing that the paralysis i thought temporary
Would cage me, lock me down, make my life a repetition...

I chose and chose to seek the calling that leads me closer to home.

And so I roamed inwards, called to myself heartwards,
Enveloping myself whilst overcoming those obstacles,
Within my strength, accepting those that remained,
unchanged, rather than wandering pursued by fear.

And in time my calling will lead me closer to home.