The Call

I am swaying,

deep in rapture,

moved by the notes

of a chant born

at the inception of creation

Like the mermaids chant

I hear and remember

The song of the dawn of time,

echoing into the fibers of my being

- Now is the Time

Time to come home -

There was another time

when I felt myself

drowning in tides of grief

aimlessly floating

on waves of solitary

homelessness

with no key to unlock

the world within

-Now is the Time-

Time to come home

Later came Reiki

It became my home

I found hope

with it, came a burning

desire to cut all ties,

to sever the past

Laurence was left behind

and Aleema came to be

-Now is the Time-

Time to come home

During this time

I uprooted my ancestors,

and became an orphan

a seeker of truth

a believer of deeper meaning

seeking freedom

diving into the throes 

of life and death

A plunge 

that comes with no past

-Now, it the Time-

Time to come home

Today I as prepare to leap,

Into the vastness

Of the unknown

I shake my wings

as I find my ground

deep beneath my feet

I stretch preparing for flight

feathers fluttering

kissed by the tides

of my sweet soul

calling me

back home

to leap into more

of all that is.