I've passed
to a lonely place
of solitude,
beyond the gates
of society
into peace of mind.
The whispers of my past
call out to me,
"When will you return?"
My eyes closed tight
and my arms stretched outward
like a martyr
on a cross,
I cry, "No sooner
shall I return
then the gates of Heaven
open wide."
My soul
knows nothing more
than this open sky
before me.
My heart
feels nothing,
but a cool wind
surrounding my mind.
Oh, my love,
search me!
Oh, my heart's desire,
come and become me!
There is nothing more
I know but here.
Nothing-
save the presence
of my destiny.
Earth below me;
blue sky above me;
I am coming home.
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