You feel like light.
You feel like foam.
You feel so bright.
You feel like home.

I used to dream of
distant shores,
where the waves could drown
everything I couldn't bury,
until
the day I dreamed of
home,
and realized it was just
a graveyard
for what I never let go.

I have arrived at my destiny
The water here is blue
Yet the skies reflect
A deeper depth of truth
Fields, forest and hills of green
Imagine a reality
With sentient beings
And after a summer rain
The ions are charged
In the sentience brain
Life, how precious is this thing

Oh but here
Suffering remains
And I long for the love
On the ethereal plain
In the material-less existence
I held with you
I send you this message
From the human zoo...

I want to go home so much!
I want to go to my open essence.
There’s coffee on the table. It’s undrunk.
And there’s my future, which is pure taintless.

I want to go home, to my place.
The time is ripe: my heart and soul are holed.
To hell with being along! I go home!
I am invisible. And here I am cold.

Shadows growing long, engulf the air,
Each pivotal moment rings like a bell.
Faces of ages, echoes from beyond,
Calling me home, lost in a dream.

Dreams resting lazily on rocky riverbeds,
Oh, rivers of memories flowing through,
Through time's embrace, they guide my way,
Infinity hands carry and take me there.

You are my beacon, on a raging sea,
Through all of the chaos, no matter how far,
Hold me close, through the stormy tides,
Anchoring souls from becoming lost, adrift.

Enclosed in the night of the fading light,
Every flicker of memory brings back the day.
The ghosts of my past, they want to atone,
Whispers softly a sigh that will never die.

Rocking in the arms of billow waves to shore,
In heavens tapestry, colors array cover me,
Hide me in your starry truth, I’ll forever abide,
After land of my dreams where the dead sleep.