Older and Wiser ( my first sonnet )

I walked upon my worlds secluded sand,
Balanced the tightrope line twixt grit and foam,
And felt repressive darkness close at hand,
Ahead the promise of my hearth and home,
Behind the lofty cliffs I scaled in youth,
To conquer them my only goal in life,
But when in summits gained I stood aloof,
The climb did not equal the sacrifice,
The comfort found in ambitions repast,
Now leaves me hungry for a life unknown,
So now with hopeful heart I turn at last,
To plant a seed of love left long unsown,
A prodigals return to kith and kin,
To turn a page and start my life again.

Olias.