Category Archives: Angels

Please forgive me

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“Please forgive me for all the things I have said”, she spoke softly.

AS she sat there, in front of the old mirror. The mirror which lay against the wall, the wall of the farthest room, hidden from sight of the minds eye.

“Please forgive me for all the things I have done.”

Slowly she trurned, another reflection cast back. Eyes heavy, features strikingly similar to those of her own.

“Please forgive me for all the things I have thought.”

“Please forgive me for all the things I have felt.”

“Please forgive me for all the things I have wished.”

“Please forgive me, because I know you know”

Defeated she fell to the ground… the reflection slowly moved to her… reached to her… and smiled…

“of course I knew, i have always known” the words floated through the air, they existed for only the girl on the floor… broken, defeated, victorious…

She opened her eyes, her mirror, her other, gone…

“I knew”

Forever Before

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I remembered a time

A time which did not belong to me

I remembered a place

A place which existed only for me

I heard a prayer

A prayer which parted my lips only decades before

I felt so sure

The knowing I lived with

the knowing I died with

the knowing I created

forever shall be

forever has been

with.

me .

forever.

As I pray once more

it remains

forever before

Judge of Inquiry

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Full of questions.

Do they deserve answers?

Who is the judge of these matters?

Who holds the wisdom?

Who listens to the minds of millions?

Ever pining away hours with mysteries

Is it Him?


If it is Him

How does He choose

How does He designate the knowledge?

Perhaps behind every question is an answer…

One which speaks softly with the chatter of the mind

Perhaps the answers of the world are only mirages

For people seeking an unworthy truth…

If ever there be an unworthy answer

Perhaps they seek the clear path… already traveled…

Either place reached before… perhaps it is Him… before us… within us… waiting patiently for us to listen…

Perhaps it is Him… Perhaps I hear Him…

“Full of questions…

which do deserve answers…

I am the Judge of Inquiry…

I hold the wisdom…

it is here…

within my palm…

within a grain of sand…

is this your truth?”

Perhaps…

Destined Fall

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Always expect what can not be
Waste not the mind
Breathe not the soul

Search for the answer
Hear the call from beyond the Sun
Carried on the wings of the Wind

Listen completely
Bring answers to the Night
Yet mourn not for the Dawn

Lateness comes early
Prepared not for the departure
For as all is destined for rapture

All is destined to fall

When the fall comes

And we stand on our knees

Let us stand tall

For our fall has hearkened a call

Our call was for the fall

Let it Be Destined

Barely Understood

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Sometimes I think silent thoughts

In a language just barely understood

It is the language of the mind

It is the language of the Soul

It is a language which can not be spoken

A language which can only be shown

It is the language felt in a glance

A language of Love, Purpose, and Knowledge

A true love…

A language in the Mind

It speaks quietly truths unlearned

It grows softly under the veil of silence.

These truths unknown

Spoken eloquently

Peacefully

This voice unheard

This voice unshared

The butterflies are here

They are fluttering…

I hear those silent thoughts again…

They speak of happiness

In a language just barely heard…

If I knew how to describe this smile

I would

In this language

Barely understood

Alive

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“I thought you were dead…”

I woke slowly, my mind still wrapped in thought. How vivid the night was. The sound of his breath. The touch of his hand. The soft, safe security of his arms… the warmth of his worried eyes…

Another night of dreams, more moments fading into visions, merging into the flashes of emotions… forgetting reality and death… as our minds traverse universe upon universe…

“no my daughter, I am not dead,” he replied with a soft smile.

An amazing dream I had with my father. As always when I dream of him, I forget he died. I miss him in person, here in my life… but I know he is still alive in my heart… as he told me last night in our far away world…

Hard to believe it has been almost three years…