Come Back

Come Back

Ego
Whirls around me, like a hurricane
In search of its eye,
Cavorting, contorting, convoluting
Around and around,
Down and down,
Careening toward
Presence.
It plucks me up and flings me
Far and away from
Home,
Dissociated, aimless and exiled.

Come back.
Presence will wait.
Gather up your scattered and scarred ego
And bring it home to
Oneness.

 

© rita h kowats 2013

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soulseeing

I am a modern Mennonite living a contemplative life in the Northwest United States. I minister as a spiritual guide face to face, and \\\"virtutually\\\" through my blog. My writing emerges from the movement in my own spiritual life.
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