You
knocked on the door to my heart
I
welcomed you into my revolving world
in
between we found a new kind of love
designed
just for us; two lost souls
A
realm of higher complexity
an
astral plane that only we could fly
floating
in a dreamy trance like state
embracing
the unknown, we touched
Undeniable
Indescribable
Indefinable
We
walked in golden sunlight
danced
under blue moonlight
flew
the infinite cosmic heavens
hung
on to the fringes of reality
Transcended
moments in time
drifted
in the shadows of yesterday
navigated
future possibilities
spiritual
journey to the other side..
Unquestionable
Incommunicable
Inexpressible
Searching
for a deeper meaning..a dream quest...
tell
me it meant something to you
my moccasins now worn, the soles have softened
traveling the path of pines and dried leaves
chasing a clearer vision.
my moccasins now worn, the soles have softened
traveling the path of pines and dried leaves
chasing a clearer vision.
author's note: I meditated this morning and asked for a message
This older poem made its way into my line of vision. I edited it
a bit, but I feel these are the words I need to share today.
This older poem made its way into my line of vision. I edited it
a bit, but I feel these are the words I need to share today.
Thank you for reading and your time...
peace, light and love always...
Golden, the memories of such a flight. "Tell me it meant something to you." That is what one needs to know. Those worn moccasins carry wisdom for the path. They know the way.
ReplyDeleteThank you my friend, they continue to find their way in the journey.
DeleteA lovely memoranda... The really touching and telling lines here for me are:
ReplyDelete"tell me it meant something to you
my moccasins now worn, the soles have softened"
A pleasure to read - Thank you
A pleasure to have you visit!
DeleteI love this, describing a path that should be walked in the company of others... soft moccasins are the best thing to wear.
ReplyDeleteSoft moccasins are the best Bjorn the perfect fit
DeleteMeditations make for some fantastic poems! Have to try this out!
ReplyDeleteThat they doecpandung the mind.
DeleteGosh how I adore this poem!❤️ Especially this; " Searching for a deeper meaning..a dream quest...tell me it meant something to you my moccasins now worn, the soles have softened traveling the path of pines and dried leaves chasing a clearer vision," is beautiful!!❤️
ReplyDeleteThanks Sanaa for the lovely comment.
DeleteAnd I am glad that these are the words you shared today, Truedessa. Finding a special love designed perfectly is a real blessing. Such a love can certainly give a person a 'clearer vision,' Good to see you, as always, Truedessa!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mary for supporting my writing over the years. It’s appreciated:)
DeleteAn ethereal love story. Past life?
ReplyDeleteA one of a kind story in some ways.
DeleteIt is beautiful and very touching!
ReplyDeleteThank you Alex!
DeleteLuv the goal of the speaker in your poem
ReplyDelete"my moccasins now worn, the soles have softened
traveling the path of pines and dried leaves
chasing a clearer vision."
Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday
much love...
Always searching for a clearer vision.
DeleteI'm captured by the line "hung on to the fringes of reality." Something about it gives me a visceral response to the wildness of the imagery.
ReplyDeleteHanging on from fingertips in a way. Thanks for the visit and comment.
DeleteLove it! The trio of bridge words is inspired.
ReplyDeleteIt was a vision. And they get clearer and clearer, don't they!? Thank you for your lovely comment on my poem.
ReplyDeleteYou are most welcome Susan, I enjoy your poetry.
Delete"tell me it meant something to you"
ReplyDeleteDon't we all long for that? Although I'm an introvert, I want that kind of connection.
Love,
Janie
Well, when you travel the astral planes with another soul you wonder?
DeleteAh, this is so good — the reading provides a certain conviction of this astral plane where things may be indescribable and yet very deeply felt. :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, that is true felt on another layer of consciousness.
DeleteBeautifully written, from the soul to another soul, as if by ESP.
ReplyDeleteI read it three times!!
Seen you around from place to place, at Patt the Cat's, Blues and various poetry venues. Were you with Tess's Magpie Tales a while ago?
Hi Eddie, yes I used to write on the Magpie. I was sad to see that go the photo prompts were fun.
DeleteFound Tess on Facebook and she is now living in Manchester, UK. I live about 180 miles away. She had some financial problems and was facing eviction so about 60 of us made a donation and she is safe now and will not lose her home. Carrie started The Sunday Muse and asked me to join her so there I am every week. We are looking for new people so if you know anyone who might be interested they would be most welcome, yourself included. Carrie also was with Magpie Tales. . . . :)
DeleteEddie, thanks for the update! That is such a wonderful things that the group did to help out Tess. It's stories like this that give me faith in humans. Maybe, I will try the Sunday Muse.
DeleteI love that last verse particularly. (Perhaps the quest is all.)
ReplyDeletePerhaps, life is about the quest regardless of the final vision.
DeleteEach step takes us on our way, whether we like where we end up or not. Good to have comfy footwear too.
ReplyDeleteYup comfy shoes makes the journey easier..
DeleteIt is always lovely to journey with you.
ReplyDeleteI am glad to have you join...Have a great weekend
DeleteI love relationships that exist on so many levels!
ReplyDeleteMe too Silver, the levels show the depth of the connection :)
DeleteWhy did he knock and not rung a bell?
ReplyDeleteHmm, pondering...Dez...
DeleteI love traveling paths of pines and dry leaves as well as flying the infinite cosmic heavens (which I think of as running along the Milky way). Beautiful visions, Truedessa!
ReplyDeleteHi,
DeleteThanks for the visit, care to go for a run...there is so much out there to see.
Very touching and very beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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