Spirit called: Are you willing? To come home. To be you.
Mind clouded. Heart weary. Soul in need. Are you ready?
Lay down the armor. Take off the mask. Pause the striving. Reach no more.
Rest your head On the pillow of love Universe has always provided. You will be held.
Lie down On the green bed of grace Mother has made for you. You will be safe.
Unclench your grasp. A little more. Breathe into that beautiful belly. Fill yourself with life.
Warm Mother on your back. Cool wind on your cheek. Eyes beholding Father above. You are home.
You are home.