"Pilgrim
on earth,
home and heaven
are
within thee..."
- P. M.
there is
a vast yawning
that opens within us
it pulls us
and claims us
and calls us,
“come home..."
it beckons
"come in..."
where your
teardrops are sacred,
where silence is
golden,
and you are
His own.
slip deeper,
and deeper
beneath all the churning
let deepness engulf
you
let His will be done.
for this is your
country,
your kingdom,
your homeland,
the place where you know
you are never
alone.
yes, there's a vast
yawning,
a chasm within you
an ache,
and a hunger
to know and
be known
“come in
and be silent”
it call from the stillness
come in and
allow Me to
call you My own
there is
a vast yawning,
a depth you
can’t fathom,
a refuge,
a quiet,
a rest,
and
a
home
"come in
and find comfort,
come in and find shelter,
come in
and find peace
in your
heart that's
His
home.
"...stranger,
thou art the guest
of God."
~ Mary Baker Eddy
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