Until I’m Ready To Come Home

Until I'm Ready To Come Home | Poetry on Mooseymares

In this lifetime,
I am the beginning
And I am the end.

Through countless generations
And lifetimes of suffering
Echoing in the fibers of my soul.

A burden so heavy
And immeasurable pain,
Piercing through my heart.

I can feel it in my blood,
But it’s not mine to carry.
It never was.

The river of torment
Flows into a lake
And stillness takes over.

I am the beginning of the end
In this lifetime,
So my soul can move on.

Painlessly, through light,
Enter bliss and a new era,
Releasing the past.

Traveling through time and space,
Adoring the beauty around me,
Until I’m ready to come home.

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