* BY ELJA STOEL

CALLING ME HOME

You were here!
Long before
I saw you,
it was your voice                               
I hear
so near

Words saved
as seeds,
as questions
hidden in my heart
solid as a rock
locked.

Once
I was too far
from home
a force like fire
struck
this solid safe
broken.

Rainy season came along
rinsed your words
awoken
and start to sing a song.

In that present moment
I saw you sing this song
You sung about love so deeply,
a song about
Kwan Yin

Longing I start to sing.
And in this magic moment,
a moment I felt
so much,
we were singing together
whole hearted,
in touch

Yes a heart is opened,
but often
wandering
afraid for ‘the’
not-knowing,
in stead of wondering

When the blackbird is singing
he comforts me
through my ears,
with
songs of love and longing
telling me
‘dry up your tears’,

And when I hear his song
I can hear you singing,
this song
of
‘calling me home’,
to
the pure land
I belong.

Posted 16 December 2015

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