Each one of us
Born open
Taught closure
Searching for home
A unique search
Through material safety
Power, love
Or religion
The erroneous hunt
For something
We didn't leave
The human journey is a mysterious tapestry
Woven by a divine intelligence
That knows each of us
More intimately
Than we know ourselves.
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I feel the mystery in this poem and the unconditional comfort offered by this divine intelligence. Thank you Kavi.