A child soul from purgatory
Called to me from eternity,
And asked me in a dialect
That had the power to connect
Eden and hell...
''My poetess sister, the child ask,
Why is your soul sorrowing;
Why are you not singing your songs?
Be happy and full of joy,
Soon it will be spring.''
''I don't know why,-
I told the spirit,-
There is much trouble in my heart
And my soul is in torment and thunder:
I cannot expect to see a wonder-
Without God
I am blind...
Author notes
If my writings make no sense it means there are writings about sense.
Please tell me what you think
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you have penned the essence in your words
and the meaning in your soul,, take refuge child
and let God take hold.. love the meaning and words
penned awesome and so well said Hugs Angel♥
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Attempting to make sense to a senseless world makes no sense. This world lives by the creed that says: 'Seeing is believing', but visible light is only a segment of one inch on a spectrum of waves that is 2000 miles wide. I suppose that is as close to being totally blind as one can possibly get. Yet I know, in spite of all your hardship, you are able to see outside the narrow scope of general vision. It is a blessing beyond words of which the senseless understand nothing whatsoever. Thank you for creating and sharing, precious soul. I enjoyed being on this page to become part of your mind and heart.
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you have just rekindled sight in this immense search of the soul, lovely reading, and most beautiful in content. You say, "If my writings make no sense it means there are writings about sense." well, I think the same about my poetry. so good on you. Tony
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Yes no one can expect to see a wonder without HIM..we all can relate with it..my friend..this is very much well thought piece..well done...
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Amazing....
So many feel in the dark of many things,
just know you're not alone soaring upon angel wings.
You bless so many in all you do and say,
for no-one soul can take it all away...
Intertwined we can thread a blissful truth,
and pray along the way of faithful youth...
But no matter what each day brings our way,
we have each-other to love and cherish always.
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Profoundly deep
Thought provoking - excellent.
My favorite is the last part.''I don't know why,-
I told the spirit,-
There is much trouble in my heart
And my soul is in torment and thunder:
I cannot expect to see a wonder-
Without God
I am blind...
All the best in the contest.
Sincerely,
Cheryl
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Depth and Soul
You write with great depth yet with clarity and wonderful flow. Indeed, we may expect to be tormented, if we do not keep our hearts and minds focused upon God and His Christ. It is when we are unfocused that Satan rushes in to turn our lives into chaos and pain. Your last line made that point quite succinctly.
Love in Christ, BonnieQ
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Very good
Did you hear we are not to be called hillbillies no more.To be politicly correct we are bluegrass Americans.I loved that song.Words like love and truth and goodness,Words like till death we must part Are like words from a poets pen
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Judy
My gal, your mind is truly deep & filled with the need to know more. Interesting I would say. But you know the Cathers thought our souls, from the God of good, was trapped in our body, by the God of Evil, until we truly found that knowledge.
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Loved it dear poetess, beautiful
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Yes if we allow torment and other things that block and hinder we won't see...excellent thought in the end. Blessings.
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