From Shreveport, LA
(The first few lines of this poem refer to specific evidence I have received while giving a mediumistic reading – the first few stanzas are about my work as a medium, then they shift to a message from the loved ones, just as happens when I give a reading …)
Scalloped edges of a cloth …
Fine vases on a shelf …
Pictures of a bygone time -
Treasures beyond wealth.
Images comes to your mind
Words you do not know
The evidence they come to hear
From the place where loved ones go.
You bring them back to life for them
For a brief moment they are there.
“I live! I’m here!” they say to them
“I reach out and stroke your hair.”
“You cannot see me, yet I’m here.
When you call my name I hear you.
So speak to me and come I will
Your voice it draws me near you.”
A medium two souls unite
Yet for this there is no need.
For always are two hearts enjoined
Who once on love did feed.
Embrace your loved ones with your heart
Even though they have moved on.
You’ll see them once again, please know,
For they’re not forever gone.
Just from your sight for now removed
But much aware they are of you.
So walk this day with lighter steps
For they walk with you, too.
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.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Okay...so I am reminding myself, "Breathe... breathe..." My heart is racing, and I feel the love. "Scalloped edges of a cloth... fine vases on a shelf..." Those two lines bring "chills" and recognition.
ReplyDeleteEver present and ever with us...everlasting world of spirit...
How grateful I am to be able to "walk this day with lighter steps" knowing our loved ones are always near.
Thank you, Suzanne, and thank you, World of Spirit, for this lovely and precious poem today.
How this poem begins with the "scalloped edges of a cloth" is beautiful..
ReplyDeleteOur "wealth" comes from treasured memories with our loved ones. Acknowledge their presence even after they are gone and "Embrace your loved ones with your heart"......