Intimate with myself,
All these
Moments and phases, all these seasons and parts that I
Hold, honor and cherish. I
Own them here. Not lost or displaced. Not flung to the outer.
My dear Self. I am home in my arms, whatever this
Essence of me is. Whatever the changing forms, Oh my
Name is beautiful !!!
Even though my voice cannot truly speak it,
I can feel the realness of me. I know the realness of me.
Orienting now, I steer inward and home –
No. I stand inward and home – to the
Wholeness I have always been and always will be.
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Happy homecoming to us all,
Chris
