Away But Not Away Poem by Christa D

When worldly glitters shone bright in his virgin eyes,
The prodigal son was ready to pronounce goodbyes.

Now the wind was blowing in the opposite way.
A drought came forward while sad songs
started to play.

Pride was easier to swallow than fear.
Would the Father's brows become austere?
Since shame was a better option than death,
He walked back home and brushed aside his heavy breath.
As he got closer to home, his heart was going wild.
He was waiting for his judge with the fear of a child.
The offender was walking while the judge seemed to rush
Instead of a culprit, the son was revealed in a flash
The kinship bases of the father didn't fall apart,
His son was away from his home but never from his heart.