In this collection of poems, Tara continues down the path of feathers that has been laid out before her. With every step and every quiet moment of pause, she can hear a call from deep within.

Her Dharma and her purpose led her over mountains and across oceans beyond her wildest dreams. The souls who she came into contact with provided deep and true rememberings upon gazing into eyes. The call persisted.

And so it was; as she ventured into the Appalachian Mountains, she experienced a feeling she had long since forgotten, yet was so familiar. Every hair on her body stood up and danced in the wind that rustled through the beech trees and white pines. Her feet made contact with the mossy Earth and she was held. The waterfalls beckoned to her tired and sunkissed skin, inviting her tears to flow. The mountains held her close and reminded her she would always be free.

This bird has finally landed. These poems have brought her hOMe.