I have within my being
An anticipation for a return,
Through gateways and dimensions
To a place that my spirit calls home.
My spirit yearns and cries
And reaches out through the ebony night,
In the galactic milieu beyond time and knowledge,
Stuff of myth and legends where souls reside.
This home of spirit souls that lays a lifetime away,
Through astral flight and beyond sight.
Once we recognise the journey starts
With letting go, releasing ourselves from ego,
Navigating with our third eye
To act as a guide,
To transcend and transition us to the realm
Where our heart lays,
Where the warm luminescent grounded glow
Beckons us back as our essence flows
Back to our ancestral ancient home,
From which milenia ago we were tasked to roam,
To experience human being.