I unhid the golden
star so bright
inside. Stood still
right here, then felt
the whispered beckoning
of time and tide
to river forth
through forests
of birch and oak,
over great boulders
of granite and shale,
across what was
and is and ever
shall be.
The light within
shall shine me
home.
This light within
is true home....
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