You ask me what guides me Home?
It is the Voice,
Which asks you to look deeply,
At the workings of the mind.
The Voice,
Which opens the veil,
So the mind cannot hide any longer.
The Voice of Love,
Which breaks the walls of defence.
When the veil of separation drops away,
Love is seen in its fullness.
In this Freedom,
My being soars and roars.
Life IS.