It's hard to define the word "home."
Home . . . Home calls you from the winding trails of life with an irresistible yearning to return, much as the honking geese wing northward or the leaping salmon struggle upstream.
Subtle hints evoke a forgotten memory— a whiff of freshly baked bread or a lullaby’s tune. The memory flows into the mind like a soothing balm, but not able to heal the ache for something far away.
Its power draws and urges the restless soul to search until that mystic place is found . . . and the weary, lonesome heart finally sighs with contentment . . . home.