Would it be alright to call it a day and just sit still? Would you sit with me and watch the birds come to eat and sing? My face is aching my soul is stretched and I want to find a way home. But home is gone, it was never really there – change being the only constant to our name.
I hear the wise ones speak. I hear them talk about the soul: the dark night of the soul, the soaring of the soul, the wonders of the soul, the infinteness of the soul, the unity of all souls. I hear them tell stories of the ones that went before them and heard the voice of God. And I think I understand…. I think it could all be true…..so the tiny steps we take, creates the space for giant leaps and…. a way home?…
I think I’ll sit still for a while yet. The night is so beautiful.