Journey

[Bruce V]

You told me to come home.
I've tried to find 
The way back
But the further I travel
The fewer things I recognize.
Am I lost
Or am I getting close?

Simple, but raising some thought-provoking issues.  Has it been so long the narrator doesn't realize how close he's getting, things having changed?  Or is he really (just) lost?

Or a metaphor for aging:  things look unfamiliar from forgetting.  But in that case, you're always getting closer, no matter where you are,  and the Call is always there.

All of the above and more.  Though on writing this I had personal experience in mind, I quickly saw that it applies to trying to find a way back home (as in Thomas Wolfe's "You can't go home again"), or a way back into a broken relationship, or into a family.  For me it deals mostly with the Call.  See "The Cloud of Unknowing"....how one must 'unknow' all that one thinks they know; and how one's perspective changes so that everything looks different/unrecognized.

Thanks for your insights.