When the world feels heavy,
Dark,
And unsteady,
Come back home.
When cries from hurt are subtle and overt,
Come back home.
When hate and fury make your eyes blurry,
When innocence is taken and we are not shaken,
Come back home.
The noise of the world,
A frequency of pain,
Shouts,
Screams,
And yells.
It's ego in the raw,
Rampant on the loose,
Weaving its evil spells.
But if you come home,
Your stillness inside,
If you can connect to your source,
The veil will be lifted,
And instead of the hate,
You'll feel a loving force.
You'll follow the call that tugs at your heart,
To give this world love and grace.
You'll show kindness to the left,
Kindness to the right,
Meet anger with an embrace.
Like Jesus and Teresa,
Like Martin and Gandhi,
You can take a stand for love.
In every small moment,
You can choose peace,
Instead of making everyone wrong.
If you're tired of the hate,
Shaken by the violence,
And want to see this darkness end,
Then choose to be the light,
Every day,
Every way,
With your words and your actions.
Stop pointing the finger at your neighbor in the screen.
Take a break from proving your point.
Get your feet in the dirt,
Lift your face toward the sun,
And feel our universal voice.
Heal yourself to heal the world,
One miraculous breath at a time.
Love and connection surround us.
Open your eyes to the sublime.
We are connected and whole.
Come back home and choose to be love.
Let it radiate from your soul.