homecoming…

that moment when you realize
the thing that you’ve been seeking
outside yourself
is the very thing you’ve been offering
to everyone
except yourself




In the stillness…
… I come home to myself.

Suddenly quiet,
the many million shoulds
evaporate
like cold dew
under rising sun.

My mind clears, and,
once again,
I know which voice
is mine.

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