Welcome Home

We are Home.

We greet others, arriving

Stepping out onto the Front Porch

They have journeyed long distances

Dragging their frazzled minds

and limp bodies

from the frigid, barren outer regions

Hellish worlds of unbearable pain

And here they are!

At the bottom of the hill ...

On the curving drive ...

On the front lawn ...

Front porch ...

Home!

 We welcome them,

So very thankful they have arrived

Prostrate in gratitude

that they have come

no matter what form of transportation

Coach

Train

Horse

Bruised and bloody knees

And now we say:

You are Home!

Come down off that horse,

emerge from that elaborate, protected carriage

and take my hand

to rise

from those poor, battered knees

Disembark!

Exit!

Come and sit by this

Eternal Fire

called

God's Love

One Love

or, simply,

Love

Here, where

all forms of transportation

are

no longer needed!

Part II

We are Home.

Here, where

Nothing is.

No method.

No teacher.

No ideas. No concepts. No definitions.

Not even words.

 Only the deep silence

of This Peace.

This silent chamber

of the

One Mind

After a time,

you might set down your tea

and,

blinking your eyes,

say to me:

"How funny! How odd!

I dreamed I had traveled this world.

I suffered great evils and lived through

the worst of nightmares.

I was cast out!

I was nobody!

I was the embodiment of all evil,

even!

And I struggled to escape

I indulged in many passions

which engendered

more

restlessness

and wandering

and then I dreamed, within my dream

that someone came to wake me up.

It's just a dream! she said.

And I was amazed

and in disbelief

Until I realized

Yes.

I think she's right.

And I woke up!

And now

I am

Here, with You."

And I nod

And we laugh

and I say:

"Darling, I dreamed the same dream

and

Aren't dreams so amazing?"