About the Poetry

All of the poems in this blog are spirit-inspired. Every word came to me each day for a full year while in deep meditation. I simply wrote what I heard onto a pad of paper in my lap with eyes closed – meaningful, multi-stanza verses in mere minutes. I was unaware of each poem’s theme until I transcribed it later word for word. Each day brought new and wondrous discoveries about the world beyond our five physical senses, incredible wisdom, and messages of hope which I share with you in this blog. The last poems received are displayed below on this page, but the entire collection of 365+ poems are archived here in the left-hand column. You can search by topic or keyword using the search box in the upper left corner. May you find among them just the right message which speaks to your heart.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Poem #50 - A Question About Sensing Spirit

A friend asked the question: "Why can’t I see or understand with my physical mind what I have always felt inside?”

Spirit works not as most people think
We have no need for food and drink
We see not with physical eyes
Touch and taste no compromise
Our hearing comes not from the ears
We know nothing of salty tears

But you who are encased in flesh
See as if through darkened mesh.
The things of Spirit
Like a veil your vision it covers –
Hiding from you what’'s real
But deep inside like silent lovers
The truths we do reveal

This knowing comes not from the body
That relies upon a brain
It comes from something far more subtle
A world that knows no pain

Trust in what you sense and feel
Even if you never prove it
Your heart and mind they know what’s real
This doubt you can remove it

Oh Ivy dear, forget the flesh
It knows not of the Spirit
But with the ears of Spirit dear
We’re sure that you can hear it –

The breathless whisper
The beating heart
That pumps not mortal blood
But holy love that flows within
In one great gushing flood

For this you need no eyes, no ears
No tongue to taste or swallow
You’ve far better ways to sense the beauty
When your true calling you follow.

We leave you with our blessing.


  1. Ohhhhh this one speaks to me for sure! Deep within the feelings and knowledge stir, and I know what I know...right? I love "The breathless whisper, The beating heart that pumps not mortal blood but holy love that flows within in one great gushing flood." Whew! Love it, Suzanne. Thank you, World of Spirit! Gives me goosebumps!

  2. Your poetry is so beautiful, so well written and speaks to my heart.

    Thank you.