this ache you feel…
it is not real
this despair…
it is not real
in a sense it is real,
but in all sense
You are so far beyond it.
coming home is just that:
eternally awake, aware
pain slips from you as rain off a new car
it simply doesn’t take —
you are moving too fast…
or too slow…
or not moving at all —
it doesn’t matter
the physiology can no longer grip to what was never there
and You are here
ever awake
and always present
coming home is becoming established in this omnipresent reality
coming home is being God
it’s a big word
but in truth… You are so much bigger.
