Saturday, 29 September 2018

My Walk Back Home To God Poem

I’m walking towards streams of light, they capture all of me
All around, all absent, my light inviting thee
My eyes they scan for something more, but around just empty space
Nothing now for me to see, the light is now the way

Another thing I notice now, it wasn’t there before
A smell of sweet aroma, roses in full bloom
The smell it is enticing, my senses now are sharp
Then I hear a beautiful tune, played upon a harp

In the distance I then see, a bridge, of wooden brown
Draped round me, I now see, white silk, I’m sporting gown
No shoes are there upon my feet, but the ground it feels so soft
Walking on a featherbed, my steps are felt so light

I feel like I am in a dream, but my eyes they are not shut
Instead I’m in the present state, all is understood
My light that I am seeing, is my closeness now to God
The vision I am having, my walk back home of good

Love, light and healing energies too you all
Tm

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