Is it really

As simple

As remembering love,

Acknowledging

The love in being

And that being is love?

–

Is it as simple

As turning one’s head,

Looking inward

To the source

And seeing

That source is love?

–

Is it that simple

To notice the beautiful

Hidden before your eyes,

Hidden in plain sight,

Love at your centre

Brimming where it has always dwelt,

–

Love waiting with open arms

For you to see

And be one

With your heart,

Finally coming home

To the home you already are?