| I Am Flying Home Goodbye, blue house of heaven. Farewell, stars and celestial celebrities, and your dramas on the screen of space. Goodbye, flowers, with your traps of beauty and fragrance. You can hold me no longer. I am flying home. Adieu to the warm embrace of sunshine. Farewell, cool soothing comforting breeze. Goodbye, entertaining music of man. I stayed long reveling with all of you, dancing with my variously costumed thoughts, drinking the wine of my feelings and my mundane will. I have now forsaken the intoxications of delusion. Goodbye, muscles, bones, and bodily motions. Farewell, breath. I cast thee away from my breast. Adieu, heart throbs, emotions, thoughts, and memories. I am flying home in the plane of silence. I go to feel my heart throb in Him. I soar in the plane of consciousness above, beneath, on the left, on the right, within and without, everywhere, to find that in every nook of my space-home I have always been in the sacred presence of my Father. --Metaphysical Meditations by Paramhansa Yogananda |
