aida melesse - The Way Home

From where I am
I now begin
So over my head
so over my self

How can the future be my home?
When I’m not here now?
I need to make a detour
and return to my home

What I feel now
is my heart pounding,
am still breathing.

But if I just have now
will I go overboard?
Will I indulge and loose it all?
There has to be a place
that makes them whole
All in one and one in all

Where is that place that I call home?
Where is it?
Where is it?
Is it here?
Is it there?
Is it now?
Or was it then?
Will I get to it?
And give my mind some rest

Me Me Me
Don’t block the way
I need to find my home today
I see it now from far away.

But the future has not come yet
the past has gone to rest
what is left is all present
Where the heart finds what it needs
Not looking beyond what it does
In its rhythm it says

The present boundless
The past hopeless
The future does not exist
But all come together
In one place
A place that makes them whole
This Is It
The Present
This Is Home.

aida melesse

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