The Circle- 6: Return

Now all I want is to go home,

Not to walls of brick or stone

But to the vast veranda of silence— 

The limitless expanse of eternity. 

To return to the source 

from which all life springs forth

To the place I never left,

To the void we call death. 

Where all life returns. 

May I die before I die,

And realize there is no death

Only a changing of form;

A wave returning home.