Why had we arrived home to our Inner Zen Island, in the stillness of sacred soul remembrance?

Everything is energy; each moment unfolds through divine guidance.

In the stillness of grace, we arrived home—

home to our inner Zen Island,

a sacred sanctuary where silence breathes and souls remember.

In this magical moment,

all dissolves into the boundlessness of our heart, vast as the ocean;

waves of peace gently kiss the shore of being.

Here, we rest in infinite abundance within,

where nothing is missing,

and everything flows in divine harmony.

Gratitude rises like dawn light,

soft, golden, unspoken—

a silent prayer to the Source that moves through all.

The Eagle within us soars—

a spirit of vision, freedom, and divine clarity—

rising above clouds of illusion,

seeing all through the eyes of Light.

The Lion within us rests—

majestic in heart-centered strength,

rooted in dignity and grace,

guarding the sacred stillness of the soul.

In this sacred homecoming,

we no longer seek; we simply are.

Flowing, glowing, remembering—

we are the ocean, the light, the stillness within.