Whispers of the Restless

There’s a fire that flickers when the world sits still,

A whisper in the silence that says there’s more yet to feel.

Not a flaw, not a phase, nor a thing to outgrow –

It’s the pulse of your purpose, the beautiful call of your soul.

 

It isn’t escape, and it’s not discontent,

It’s the wind at your back when life feels like you’re spent.

A map with no lines, a compass unseen,

The Restless don’t wander, we design, create, and chase our dreams.

 

So don’t dim the spark or silence the stir,

that tug in your chest is who you truly are.

Let it guide you, ignite you, and give you a head start,

Because Restlessness my darling, is the exquisite beat of your own heart.

~ Pami

Homecoming

I wandered far, my restless feet,

Chasing those whispers, maps complete.

Each new horizon called my name,

Promising solace, none the same.

 

Through city streets and oceans wide,

I sought a place my restless soul could bide.

Yet every door I opened wide,

Left something wanting deep inside.

 

Then one day, beneath the quest,

I paused, and in my heart found rest.

The elusive home I chased was not a place,

But woven in my own embrace.

 

Flaws and dreams, my scars, my light,

They formed the hearth that felt just right.

A compass born of yearning’s flame,

Pointing inwardly, it quietly came.

 

My search for home is forever over,

I finally found my 4-leaf clover.

I am enough, I see it now –

My home is Me, my sacred vow.

 

~ Pami