Again my visions are hidden- (behind 3rd eye)
Again springs of water burst forth-
Tucked in the depths of my silent wall...
Heads are turned once again to the 'North'
Again-happier days begin to arrive...
Again sadder days slowly fade away;
As we all drink from the 'Angels' most loving cup-
'The Boatman', at last, allows his sails- in the wind to sway;
Again the fever comes calling unto me...
Again it knocks upon my very door...
And the visions once so deeply hidden to obscure-
Are alive- much like a cloud aburst-my tears just pour;
Knowing without really knowing how...
This once sorrow of truth churns inside of me-
Fast forwarding me to future times...? ? ?
My despondency 'tis tossed to the mighty sea;
September,2009
Thank You Indira. This is part of my life. Do believe that is my higher connection with God as he is in my life now in a big-big way. Blessings, Theo
'knowing without really knowing how' what a beautiful line and oh so familiar... really nice poem Theo..,
'knowing without really knowing how...' i can relate to this experience. thnq!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Quin. It is a higer consciousness that i am really responding to. Did not really get into full swing until i gave up my sins, confessed asked for forgiveness and turned myself over to Him. This knowing comes from the Higher Power who created us. It is not a sixth sense, or a crystal ball...but God or whatever you believe and call your higher power. He has ways of showing me that i am on the right path and that He and i are on the same page. No i do not hear His voice, although that would be awesome, He is so good and He teaches you all about His goodness and makes you brand new....and molds you into His likeness. Thank you again and i am praying for you. Theo