Conversations with the wind,
liberated breath on skin
every time I breathe in,
I am coming home
I used to feel so very small
Was I wanted here at all?
The breath will rise and it will fall
And I will find my center
This world is full of opposites
At times I find I’m desperate
To find something that’s consistent
Change has become my friend
There are highs and often lows
I don’t always know where to go
A world of villains and heroes
And I decide who I Am
Home is felt within my heart
Every moment is a chance to start,
To join the chorus and sing my part
In Universal Harmony
There is nothing out of place
God is smiling behind every face
When each of us reach the end of the race
We will find it was always a circle
And so, dear friend, I bid you farewell
And hope this story you’ll continue to tell
That All is God, and All is Well
We have always been Home
Does not matter how you travel
If road is paved, dirt, or gravel
What once was tangled will unravel
And you will come back Home


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