Going home

Love calls me to return home
home to myself
in the infinite space of my own being,
surrendering to just be
ignoring all thoughts and feelings
and reusing my long-forgotten wings
that my heart always longed for in the future
not knowing that they were here all along
waiting for me to wake up to the present moment
and dive in the bliss of being,
the room of eternity
where we all belong.

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