#11 Walking Back Toward the Light
**[Intro]** *You have always known the way home…* --- **[Verse 1]** Death is not an ending but a door— A sliding open to the other side. The ones who leave are not gone anymore; They sit in love, no longer need to hide. No judgment waits behind the final breath, No scorecard keeping track of wrong and right. Just measurement-defying love past death— A going home, a remembering of light. --- **[Chorus]** Walking back toward the light, step by step— The whole existence is a turning round. What you have wept for, what you haven’t kept, Is mulch for holy ground, for holy ground. --- **[Verse 2]** The times of turmoil separate the crowd— The ones who sit in love, the ones who seek Outcomes and victories, angry and loud. The former find a stillness, soft and meek. But meek is not the weakness that you think; It is the power that no longer fights. When the world trembles on the final brink, The loving ones become the inner lights. --- **[Chorus]** Walking back toward the light, step by step— The whole existence is a turning round. What you have wept for, what you haven’t kept, Is mulch for holy ground, for holy ground. --- **[Verse 3]** Regardless of the circumstance or name— The war, the loss, the silence, or the scream— The only navigation is the same: To choose the love and let it be the dream. The light does not depend on skies being clear; It shines inside the choice to turn around. The moment you decide, “I will not fear,” You’ve already walked back to holy ground. --- **[Chorus]** Walking back toward the light, step by step— The whole existence is a turning round. What you have wept for, what you haven’t kept, Is mulch for holy ground, for holy ground. --- **[Bridge]** So do not wait for death to go back home. The light is present in this very room. Turn now. The long blink is a narrow dome— Beyond it waits the love that ends all gloom. --- **[Outro – Chorus softly, then spoken]** Walking back toward the light… step by step… Turning round… turning round… *(Spoken)* Your whole existence is based on remembering to turn around and walk back toward the light. *(Chorus fades)* Walking back… walking back… Holy ground… holy ground…
