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A Journey

Out of the thousands of physical miles.
Comes a thought,
The thought crossed the time and distance.
Faster than light.

Held within that thought is a woman,
That has been all that a woman could be.
Then some.

I walked the dusty path and peered into her ways.
In there was a mother, who's light was a beautiful blue.
This is the best of all colours for a light to be.

I shielded my eyes
Lest I should take some of that light myself.
This would garner my own Spirit’s ways.

Then a voice asked of me.
"Just drink of what you have seen in another".

I answered by saying.
That I only wanted to hold that light,
Lest it be dulled.

The gentle voice replies,
"There are many that are holding this light,
as it is precious to us all”.

I cried a tear and stood back a little,
so that I could see all and learn.
There bathed in the light was life,

Held, as a Spirit of life, in one lovely scene.
I withdrew from the room as I thought of home,
as I was not needed here.

My friends had done their wonderful work,
Then a quiet voice that I knew so well, said that
"Sleep is a time of healing"

I replied that I would wait the new dawn,
The new tomorrow is rushing toward us.

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Just beautiful ... This is really something special
I think you have outdone yourself


Love always Jc xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

The whole influence of the write, came from someone that had not slept for a day or so, and one that had been a wonderful Mother to her children.
One that should rest but wont let go of the days worries.
I am glad to say that Teresa and Tiz will see to the troubles there.
Thanks for your read and comment,
Yours as always Ian.T & friends

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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A lovely poem, Ian, I love the line 'held within the thought there is a woman'. just gorgeous.

Jenifer Jaspa James

Thank you for dropping in, as you can guess this was written for a very good friend that needed to rest, instead of staying up night after night being caressed with worries, it is better to sleep, then the mind can be sorted, Yours Ian.T

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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