I am going home

I am going home of my own fruition 
I have come to the acceptance of myself 
And I am to encircle the globe 
Being one with universe 
Through all its layers 
And faucets 
I will see as though I have never witnessed 
All will be renewed and new to me once more 
I will find joy in rediscovering myself 
For before I was without eyes 
My senses had been diminished by fear 
Fear was holding me back 
And what I feared most was me 

The All of me