Home is calling me
the green rolling fields
the clouds of yellow, orange and gold
sunlight streaming in golden shafts to earth
this my home
and it is calling to me.
i watch the grass swaying, dancing free
deep green waves of love flowing forever
i feel the sweet warmth of the sun on my soul
lifting me, healing me, loving me
i feel winds breath and sweet kiss on my skin
cleansing me, caressing me, tossing my hair in carefree abandonment
Here is peace, quiet, solitude
Here is song and rhythm
Here is love and contenment
Here is longing and completeness
Here is home
and it is calling to me.
Sit on my earth
Here my song
Feel my kiss
There is no rush, I will always be here
Come home
Come home to me
let me heal your heart, your soul
let me comfort you
lay on me, feel me
Open yourself to me and all my love
my warmth
my joy
my kiss
my song
my touch
come home sweet child - come home.
Margaret S. Yates �1999-2000