From Dana Faulds:
I return to where I never left,
reconnect with that from which I was never separate,
remember what has always been true.
When I stop the struggle, I expand into unbearable awareness.
There is nothing to say, no "You" to thank, nor "me" to be grateful,
no altar or supplicant, sinner or confessional.
When one of us sings, we all recall the music.