Once upon a time, I fell asleep.
In the dream I wandered
Away from Home,
Without the torch of awareness lit.
In darkness,
I wandered through valleys.
I reached mountain tops.
I crossed deserts.
I saw the depth of the ocean.
I followed the blue sky.
I listened to the sound of the river.
I sought for light and beauty,
Wherever the journey took me.
Upon an instant,
I heard the Call from Home.
I was present to receive it.
I listened.
I followed Its guidance.
The torch of awareness has been lit.
Its light shining through the dream.
Wondrously,
I still wander in this dream world,
Letting the Light shine on dark, unfinished corners,
Healing as I go.
I am a wondrous wanderer,
Awake in this realm of birth and death.
My being is present in this world,
Knowing
My origin is not of this world.
In the stillness of my being,
I know where I belong.