Homeward Bound

A description of eternal life

Homeward Bound

There are worlds upon worlds.

We came here under contract 

To forget.

Yet does your heart not hold

A whisper of home?

Do you not feel a longing 

For return?

We endure this dark way station,

Where pains and sorrows

 Multiply.

We think we learn of love

In all its many forms,

Yet we drink a weak brew,

The taste of real Love

Forgotten.

Here we turn around,

To retrace our footsteps

Through the universe of Spirit,

That ocean of Love.

With joy we join our caravan

Of forgotten friends and lovers,

Our tribe of gypsy souls.

We bang our drum

And sing of our return.

Again we travel

Joyful,

Begin that endless journey,

Shall navigate the

Timeless Realms,

Our compass ever pointing

The way to

The One.

We may linger

 Here and there,

There are worlds of such beauty.

But Creator

Ever calls to us,

Come closer to my Light.

We grow ever lighter,

Shine ever brighter 

As we answer the call.

Our destiny a homecoming,

Now purely of Light,

Beings of Spirit,

Welcomed by angels,

We join their chorus

 

Ever rejoicing

In orbit of

The One.

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

Wow. The line "We came here under contract To forget." just floored me. Very spiritual and energetic write. ~Jim

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thank you Jim. I appreciate your having read it, and your kind words.

[Stella Armour]

An interesting read Michael which i am sure will mean different things to different people about going home.
Some think or hope that their loved ones will be there in spirit, or that God sits on a throne and St Peter has to let you through the gates to his kingdom.
There is no real proof that "Home" even exists even in spirit so your poem is food for thought.
A pantheist myself but i don't want to "Home" just yet i will rage against it :)
i havce a spoken poem on Youtube called "Going Back".https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_Et1z0CQc0&t=38s&ab_channel=StellaJoyArmour

Stella

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thanks for reading, Stella. I will look for you on YouTube.

[Chris Shaw]

A very spiritual write Michael. I’m not sure where home is. I am still trying to work it out. I am torn between all I have and all I knew. I guess I am not ready to make that decision. Perhaps it will come in time. Your poem, beautifully composed and thought provoking. So pleased to read you.

Chris

[Michael Sun Bear]

Thank you Chris. Perhaps I should have written an introduction to this. I spent much of my life as a student of Sufism; that in itself felt to me like a homecoming. My favorite Teacher only visited Seattle twice a year so the few days with him were precious. I have described our journey as eternal souls pretty much as he taught it.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Michael. Your response has me interested in Sufism. Not a subject I know anything about. I am not a fan of organised religion, so when I think of dying and home, I still think of my departed mum and dad and when I say I feel torn between all I have now, I am looking at my home and my loved ones in it. That connection you made with your teacher as eternal souls, is rather special. That doesn’t happen often. Have a good day today.

[Michael Sun Bear]

I am not a fan of organized religion either. Sufism is a spiritual path outside religion but inclusive of any individual’s religious faith. For an introduction for you or any one else interested, I suggest Inayatiyya.org