Lost?

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The Wanderlust Life

We lead on this planet

Our Oz

Our Far Country

Where the Wild Things Are

Yellow Brick Roads

Prodigal Parties

Our days whirling round

The Wild Rumpus of it all

Till one day

Road Weary

Disillusioned by the din

We tire of the endless circling

Our Dervish wanderings...

Yet ever peripheral

Persists Promised Land's pull

Closer than breath

Calling...

We dance unaware

Right on the edge

Feeling always the eventual falling...

Siren song or Still Small Voice?

I like to think the latter

Gravitational Grace

Bending our way

Vectoring us Home...

Every One of us...

Finally...

Forever...

Home...

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"Behold, I send an Angel before you to keep you in the Way and bring you into the place which I have prepared."

-Exodus 23:20