be more silent

“Sit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, "Be more silent." As that happens, your soul starts to revive.”

― Rumi

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I wake a little disoriented

This is not my bed

This is not my house

The mountain does not rise into the sky

Outside my window

Below the sound of cars rushing

someplace

anyplace

I am not home

Someone once suggested that

I always feel a little homesick

never quite at home

even at home

even underneath that mountain that stands so stolid

and gazes down at me so patiently

and thus my mind and heart

and soul ever search

I read

And work

And play and work some more

I busily search for some sense of finally being

In “that place”

where I am meant to be

and then gently the voice comes

whispering

still and small

“Stop!”

“Listen!”

“Breathe”

you have been home all the time

you are at home

wherever you are

stop, listen, breathe

home

is when your soul

comes

alive