I sit and write,
Preparing to go home
To the place of my birth, my nurturing,
To Oklahoma, landscape of my heart.
Big sky and brilliant sunsets
Red soil and scouring wind.
Land that nurtured me and my kin.
Bless my planning, fingers on computer keys.
Bless the hosts who prepare, who welcome me.
Bless the friends of old and friends to come.
Bless our coming together,
Our hearts and minds.
Bless our eyes, our ears,
Our spirits joined together
In worship, music, prayer,
In talking and listening,
In love and fellowship.
Bless my coming home.