My Home Inside
A poem about what home means to me
My home is inside where no one ever goes
That’s why I like it, it’s my humble silent abode
It’s where I go where I’m tried and I’m stressed
It’s where I go when everything else is just a mess
It’s in my blood, my bones in fact it’s in everything really
There is no division it’s available freely
Come to your home within you too
Come beyond the black and blue
It’s beating in your heart
Just to be silent is the art
To come in contact with that goodness
It’s the truest experience
Let go and melt in this wonderful delight
Don’t hang on to what touches the light
Once you’ve seen it, you’ve been it
There’s no going back
No one could ever push you off that track
It’s within, just close your eyes and you will see
That everything around you will never let you be
It’s a freedom that we have and I hope you can all know it
It’s the place I call home and I want you all to know it.
About the Creator
Swami Prem Anand
hello,
I am a poet, meditator, artist and musican!


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