• Michael Dahdal

Coming Home


In some way, our deepest yearning is to return to where we came from.


Not superficially, but in a deeper sense.


Home, that place of familiarity,


The place of refuge, where you find safety and comfort


Always open, ready and willing to welcome you back


It’s where you belong.


But somewhere along the way, we’ve all gotten a little lost


Trying to navigating our way through the wilderness on our own


Without any real sense (or memory) of where we came from.


We try to establish new homes


In places near and far


With people and in things


But our efforts remain futile, because we continue to ignore the roots


Alienating ourselves from our source


From our nature, from all that we are and always have been


Continuing to cloud our judgements and obscuring our ability to see, by going through life in a drunken state


Obstructing our ability to see clearly