Coming Home

Oh my Love, my dearest One,

The one I see with sightless sight, who speaks with voiceless voice…

What else can I ask

but that we forget all this nonsense that causes this monkey-mind to chatter away,

this heart to worry

and this soul to wear away from its body, bit by bit.

Just continue to work on your art, paint this sonata you are composing

and play it for both of us.

We both know the rest of it will takecgps_plane
care of itself, because that is what You do.

This one, that one, all will, in their own time, come into their own,and I will come home as quickly as I can.

Just keep waiting.

Just keep being the one who never says No.

Any comments, questions or additions?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s