A small crack forms

It is just enough for something new to flourish...something new, yet ancient-old

A knowing Maybe, a remembering

It has always been there, just under the surface

Like a lucid dream

It has always been there, waiting for me

Waiting for me to acknowledge It's presence

Waiting for me to stop running
anywhere and everywhere to find it

And when I do, It is here

I am It

It is me

The veil of separation dissapears

I am home

I am in-love

I have everything in this moment of nothing

...of total let-go and surrender

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