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In our seeking hearts
Song of creation cycles
In no ending desire to go back home.

Little hums change to rhapsody of steps
Courageous journeys to fight and honor
Our Fatherlands, or protect the only place we know as home.
To meet and slayer dragons
To befriend or defeat strangers
To get wounded by ignorance
And be healed by acceptance and surrendering
To search and find the sacred holy grail.
To die and reborn.
Away from ordinary, we shape our experiences,
In hope to move us closer to infinite freedom
And sometimes, we sit motionless viewing the battlefields
The marsh of glory, blood, and chained demons
And yet, we yearn to conquer the safest passage
To return home.
From the birth, our eyes seek and our heart longs,
For the unknown and unmeasured sense of belonging
The home we seek, is the boundless sense of freedom,
For that we take journey
Meet anonymous teachers, go to wars with blade and shield
Lose piece of our soul and gain piece of land
And wonder again, why our heart never settles!

Land, blood and flesh, oil and money, soul and freedom
Do we seek to own or to become free?
How often, we experience someone, something
That change and transform us
Beyond our own believes, and how ready we are
To let go and surrender to this rhapsody of steps
That call us into the darkness of unknown
And take us away from normal and ordinary.
Where do we really belong? Beyond our mind and logic
The yin and yang of life, the inner and outer space,
Where no distance is close or far
We take steps, the road is never straight,
And no eyes can give us the satisfaction that our heart seeks;
Homecoming is a process of taking steps into easiness of life;
to ease in self, To be in a place without a need to have walls or borders,
when every moment becomes fresh,
Like a taste of lemon and honey
Like a little girl determine to build a sandy castle before the next tide.

How slow or fast we move, we dance, we hold and we let go
Is a song of creation, designed and orchestrated by your soul resting
more and more in silent surrendering to natural cycle of homecoming;
in infinite freedom.

© Serena Devi

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