The Return

The seeker dissolves, the soul remains.

Play the sound. Let the story breathe.

You left the noise to find the tune,
A rhythm hidden past the moon.
No maps, no signs, just starlit roads..
You shed your skin, unlearned your codes.

The soul, once buried, found its flame,
You rose, yet never stayed the same.
The world you knew began to blur..
You spoke in winds, in leaf and fur.

Awakened not by thunder's call,
But whispers soft... a quiet fall.
Not reaching up, but falling in..
A revolution wrapped in skin.

And now you stand not lost, but still,
No longer chasing fate or will.
You’ve carved a space where you belong..
In silence deep, in sacred song.

You carry warmth, not just the fire,
You move with grace, not worn desire.
Your voice no longer seeks to please,
It breathes like wind among the trees.

You’re not the seeker.. nor the shrine,
You are the thread through all divine.
A lantern lit for those who roam,
A pulse, a path, a kind of home.

You offer now, with open hand,
A place to pause, to sit, to stand.
A look that says, “It’s safe, be true.”
A touch that says, “I see through you.”

This is return.. not to the past,
But to a self that’s built to last.
Not just survival, not a race..
But life as presence. Life as grace.

You walked away to find your name,
You come back changed, but not the same.
The end is not a line you cross,
It’s what you give, not what you’ve lost.

So let them follow, let them burn..
You are the gift in your return.

"I thought the mountain was the destination...
but it was the silence I carried home that finally healed me."
— A traveler of the inward kind

One coffee = one happy keyboard.

Footnote to the Soulful Wanderer:

This final chapter marks the closing of a long and luminous thread...
The Man Who Walked Away- where escape was not an ending, but a beginning.
Where Light Carries Me- an ascent through quiet truths and unseen grace.
The Soul is Everything- the rediscovery of essence beneath the noise.
The Awakening- the quiet revolution… when you stop betraying your soul.
The Return- belonging, integration, and the offering you bring back.
Each one a flame.
Together, a constellation.
Any you, the sky that holds them all.