Finding Home

I feel stuck in a web of moving on to leave home behind. I want to be free of safe turtle shells, to commune with naked nature including human, divine, humane, wombmain not excluding any egostrong stability, identity, fragility as if intolerable to civil integrity. I need to grow free, to feel communion within without above below for and of all nature/spirit souls, timelessly copresent in- and ex-carnations explicitly remembered and vaguely curiously transparently vulnerably forgotten fuels of felt fame exhausted and ingested, sober and jested. I am asking invoking, exhaling and inhaling, possibly provoking Earth and all Her Tribes all Her Eternal Times, all Her Sacred Spaces impressed and suppressed and depressed wombmain neural regenerative Places: When I must at last choose home between secular wise purpose and sacred integral meaning, Remind me, Mother's birthing nature, of all our polypathic indigenous ways, of all organic truths indicating this ego identity could not be all trusted home within one compassionate EarthLove.