Presence sees home*
There comes a time when all is done
A point directing back, now as one
Nothing to look forward to or to be sought
Blank canvas reality, "mind" to be naught
Opening up the surface, the deeper it becomes clear
Knowing that this feeling is already here
Like how a drop of water enters a pond to dissolve
Merging of all that was within, a higher consciousness to evolve
No longer are events that always persist
That part has gone now nothing there exists
Slipping further away, no longer that you will be
Refuge within is your home, and origin that you now see
Dom*Colucci © 2016
~A yahoo image was used~
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