We all ache for that place where we can rest in the knowing that we are fully and finally loved. Loved in the way that allows us to feel the soft fluttering of consciousness as it enlivens our flesh into being in a continuous dance through space and time. Loved in the way that allows us to witness the subtle movements beyond the veil of our humaneness, dropping to our knees while our eyes turn toward the heavens in thanks for that which we have longed searched for blindly. To hold tenderly what has waited patiently just out of view, and to reach for the shimmering reflection of its mercy in our lovers embrace. Home. God have mercy on us as we sift through the sands of time in search for that which is continually calling us home.
