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Farewell, blue ball of transience. You can hold my feet to your soil no longer, for I am flying Home.
I bid thee adieu, fragrant flower. Your beauty lures me no longer, for I am flying Home.
Goodbye, cool breeze. I am touched by your embrace no longer, for I am flying Home.
Adieu, warm sunshine. Your light brightens my world no longer, for I am flying Home.
Farewell, planetary bubbles floating in the ocean of space. I swim in your celestial water no longer, for I am flying Home.
Though I have revelled with all of you for eons, my senses no longer produce nectar when they perceive you. Thus, I must attain inexhaustible nectar by flying Home.
I soar in the airless ether with wings of Pure Consciousness, penetrating universe after universe of matter. But my Home lies further than eyes of matter can see.
My spiritual eye has awakened from its slumber and I have seen God. A more beautiful vision I have never seen.
In the direction of God, I fly.
Now I have merged into God. I have flown Home.
