“Rise up up up!”
Cries the soul
That you think you’re separate from
That it’s somehow dragging you along
Because you can’t see
That you’re kicking and screaming-
That you’ve torn yourself in two
And away from that which you are
And so,
“Come home!”
Cries the soul
And it seems a destination to you
In fact
It is where you are-
Who you are-
How and when you are-
In the now of things
It’s the belonging
Your longing for
If you’d only open your eyes
To see….
That YOU are the door
In which you seek to escape-
That now is your time and YOU are the place-
That you are the journey,
The Destination-
The race.
That where you run from,
is where you should rest,
That your sense of failure,
Is because this isn’t a test.
It’s your life
It’s your soul
It is all things true
And now you can rest
In the quiet of you.


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