Inner Roads Home

There comes a point in life

when you stop the struggle and strife

and realize

there is No gettin around it

No more fake faces

bustling to and fro in places

covering up and denying

all the inner lying

it is time for the old in you be dying

when it seems all you do is crying

purging ,releasing,letting go

the road home of one's soul

can't be rushed

or hushed

no matter how many tears

or through how many years

running from your fears

changes gears

you become them

to get them to release

the mind no longer a safety net

into the heart deep, deeper ever yet

til one vibration remains 

consistent higher

inner fire

is Met

you begin Anew

not just another version of 

BUT the REAL YOU

forever to BE

TRUE

to the inner home

no matter where else

you may occasionally 

roam

no matter the path

presently traveled

instinctively

returned

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