The Journey Home

The fog of involvement is lifted

the clog is sifted

the backlog forgiven

now this is what I call livin’

the clouds have parted

cares and worries departed

the gates of the garden of beauty

are open

the God’s have spoken

I’ve finally awoken from a dream

of captivity, civility and repression

I seek self expression

free from pretension

I have an invitation from heaven

from the God’s of invention

I’ve lifted the lid of life

peeled back the layer

of painful delusion

and self defeating confusion

I’m dropping the veil of worldly dependence

and trading it all for earthly transcendence.