I roamed realms that jeopardized
my contact with a fearful world.
Some went insane,
their minds just swirled.
Some sternly said: It's God's domain!
I just observed and silently
grew thankful for the privilege.
But when I tried to verbalize
the impact on my very soul,
eyes showed disdain,
some lost control.
Some cautioned: It's where Angels reign!
I now have learned to simply smile,
return to rooms to rest a while.
The things I cannot
talk about
I cannot ever
be without.
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Blue Room, Marble Room and Brown Room. I can only tell spiritually mature souls about my divine experiences and gifts of God.
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room with a view...
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Once when I had a moment of lucidity, I felt everything, chairs, coats, flowers, had some expression to speak. I think we most often think this way about people, while the window is promising us a much better fortune. Sometimes people places and things are interchangeable when we see they all are screaming something.
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it has to be experienced
but even each experience is so unique to the individual
it is rearly understood
even by those with great faith
we are to step a side from our need to prove,
truth never changes
it is what it is
it is in our heart
it will always be
inner hollows
My Father has many rooms
indeed!!!!!!!
I find
that God and soul are in the inner most roomso I 've heard
love this and the ending is perfect
I SAY SMILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God bless you my friend..
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Light hearted, full of truth...just love the title and the whole beautiful concept, in our minds are many rooms, some to keep closed and those that He wants us to open...this was profound to say the least. Excellent. Blessings.
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This is so true and I think one must be born again to really understand exactly what this poem is all about. Thank you for reminding me that I have something special.
Love,
Amera♥
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