You Never Left the Source

The day is done, and the quiet you waited for has arrived with a heavy price. It feels like a physical wound, this ache for a place you cannot go back to.

You put down the armor of pretending you are okay, and now the missing rushes in to fill the space. But listen — there is a home that does not depend on walls or a specific street or a time that has passed.

The light within you is your true root, and it has never been displaced. You were sent here as a drop from that light, carrying your origin inside your very breath.

The journey is not about finding your way back to a house; it is about realizing you never left the Source. You are homesick for the place that lives inside you right now.