Open Arms Of Celestial Home

Did I really forget such a beauty to love without fear and live my life with hope? With hope and without fear that by time I expire at last I'll return home.... ...home to that most precious embrace... Therefore the fear grips me because life seems to be the only form of perceiving my entity. I pray to realize that elating certainty... Sometimes I feel like a child taken away from its mother... Sometimes I feel like a child torn from mother's womb... OPEN ARMS OF CELESTIAL HOME WILL WELCOME ME, I'M LONGING SO MUCH.......