The Home Coming Poem by Priti Pauline

In coming home to Thy Self
We can uncover incredible wealth
From the cards that life has dealt.

It's a wealth that's not so easy to see
With eyes trained in fantasy
And for those who only deal in certainty.

From deep within what do we find?
A person who is gentle and kind
With a very curious mind!
That's desperate to unwind
Caught up in mental columbine!

But the task is not so dire
If we use the element of fire
Burning through to the wire
Spurred on by our hearts desire.

Lying beneath a benign face
Is a tapestry of life carved in lace
With not a single stitch out of place
For this sentient being to the human race.

For those who have the heart to see
They live a life of wonder and glee
And spend time to seek the little me.

Little me, has a story so bold
That was hidden in a heart ‘On Hold'