I'd love to think of something pertinent,
But in truth, I'm a million miles away.
Cyclic nuances of birth, death, rebirth...
Cyclic nuances of birth, death, rebirth...
But...To know what this time.
To be released...
Something more familiar and near,
Goes a long way, Here...
In it's unwavering creative vision,
It's a warm smile, It's a truthful eye, It's a heartfelt sigh...
To know this, To hold this
To fall into the arms, Devote our attention too
To feel it here, Then know it's forever near,
To be swept away by our...waves of ascension.
Onwards through the light... I feel so...I feel so...
What it means to be home.

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