As One ~

I walk with you back Home,

soft steps beside running water.

Wildly crystalline, glowing stones line the banks,

roots swell, reach deeper,

sails unfurl in the friendly breeze,

birthed from mountains breath.

The leaves rustle, whispering secrets, gently counciling

babbling brooke sings sweetly.

Surrounded by synergistic symphony.

Melodies indistinguishable, not one out of place,

the arachnid weaves her intricate web,

a totem of nostalgia from which we came,

and will one day return.

Bathed in light, the threads glisten,

offering reflections of our destination.

Humbled and bright,

may we sincerely listen,

feeling as one with all of creation.