I yearn to go Home
7 August 2015
What desolation!
Infinite sadness beholds
My withering eyes
To reach the doorstep
Look into the purest Love
And tread footsteps back
For it was not time
Shimmering stars winked
And bade me goodbye
With a heaving heart
And renewed sadness of loss
I left Source’s arms
Mind split like my soul
Orphaned without the Mother
I wander all Earth
Night time sees me wake
To the scent of her beauty
I yearn to go Home
Do you believe we are disconnected from our Source?
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A part of us, yes.
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Same here 🙂 It’s the connected part I usually try to draw on in spiritual matters … but the disconnected part, the part that I am sometimes tempted to call ‘mine’ (even though it all belongs to Nature), is something I also try to nurture. I figure it’s there for a reason, even if I can’t fathom what it might be 🙂
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I believe it is here to experience, to expand, to realise its nature
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It is impossible to reply to your Golden words, however, I want from you to listen this cli, as I mean to tell you. Please listen:
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Thank you Mihran. What a beautiful song and arabic songs always have such passion
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سألوني
It looks a Prince for you:)
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Thank you 🙂
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You can really feel the sadness in the video and the poem. I take it, to take you home is to crossover as some would call it heaven, nirvana or other names?
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Yes, but neither Heaven nor Hell, just Home, just It, that infinite black brilliance
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I don’t believe in heaven or hell. I was just thinking the same thing when I stumbled across your entry. I wrote a poem a while back. Time to take me home. You just reminded me of that. Thank you
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Thank you for the reminder. Be well
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Keep well too. We are put on each other’s paths to remind each other always of what needs to live in our hearts and souls
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I agree
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