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What the Spirit Showed me Today
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What the Spirit Showed me Today |
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WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
On the wind just before dawn came the peals of bells followed by waves upon waves of magical music mingled with melodies as sung by choirs of angels. Surely, I thought, that is what they meant by heaven as step by step I drew nearer this marvel and over a risesaw their clean and pretty town. It was a sight to see with its colorful houses and golden spires all sparkling with dew in welcome of the morning sun and now I could hear the chattering of voices and laughter. Looking down I saw children running over freshly mowed lawns; pretty, well dressed women, walked and talked in groups and men of business shook hands knowingly nodding. In Spirit did I traveled far over many of their fair lands and everywhere similar scenes unfolded; colors filled my eyes and soothing sounds caressed my ears. And I felt so much desire to enter within this dream of paradise on earth, the pull growing ever stronger as I so longed to belong what a warning feeling entered my heart. Not a word did Spirit speak as I was again moved along when suddenly a giant hole opened up within the earth beneath this tranquility and beauty of man's doings. A hot breath of putrid air carried the sounds of endless screams and I saw women and children crying by darkened streams and bodies floating by in an ever-rising tide of blood. I saw them then, the men, the lovers, the husbands and fathers whom the women had loved, the children had clung to and I saw standing between the worlds their executioners. Yes, and they were the same men and women I had seen earlier in the dream the ones so well appointed, so well off, so sure of everything and as they ordered more death they neither heard nor felt a thing. And in my heart I understood though but a simple person the necessary connection between the dead and the dying and those whose lives were made sweet by the flow of innocent blood. And in my heart I understood without a word being spoken that what some accept as certain blessings are but the greatest of curses borne upon winds of ignorance. I looked to Spirit then for an answer to the existential question but when I turned to speak there was nothing at all there, only I stood there; only I to answer the burning question. [This message has been edited by WindWalker (08-15-2008 10:55 PM).] |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
WindWalker, You have done good work in this poem. It shows that things are not what they appear at all, and only the individual person can ask the question, and provide an answer. It brings to mind Polonius’s statement: “To thine own self be true.” Bobby |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
..."only I stood there; only I to answer the burning question." Power-filled. Outstanding write! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Very deep write, WW! Yes, it all comes down to the "I" in the end and when millions of "I's" want paradise, there will indeed be paradise. Until then we're stuck. Helen |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
"the ones so well appointed, so well off, so sure of everything and as they ordered more death they neither heard nor felt a thing." Therein lies a fundamental stumbling block to true Equality and consequently, Peace, for all life on this planet. Thank you for giving us another fine write, WW, and for reading my words. |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Windwalker, I seldon respond to you,but often read. This one needs an affirmative response from all who stop to read. You said it perfectly. respectively, "late" |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
I believe this 'important' write should grace the top of the "P.I.P.-land" queue again for awhile! major sustained applause for this 'penning'! |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
On the wind just before dawn came the peals of bells followed by waves upon waves of magical music mingled with melodies as sung by choirs of angels. Top acollades for this one Wind Walker You wrote it well. Lindsay |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
I think Spirit knows who to speak to. WW You always deliver the message with great beauty and sensitivity. Ida |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
A visionary dream, perhaps? I do believe that Spirit speaks through you. Please let me know if I miss a write of yours! Love & Spirit Light, EA |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
good read  |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
"I looked to Spirit then for an answer to the existential question but when I turned to speak there was nothing at all there, only I stood there; only I to answer the burning question."... yes indeed! much applause for this 'write'! |
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