Whispering voices
Imaginary or real?
Visions in my head
Dreams from what I feel
From origins unknown
And destinations not clear
Caught in between
Was I meant to hear?
From my future self
Or an Angel at my side
With an open heart
Listening carefully, I try
Cautions from experience
Advise of the wise
You got my attention
I’m all heart, ears and eyes
The message loud and clear
Understood and thorough
I labor to decipher
Echoes from tomorrow
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such a brilliant last verse
a great write!
thanks for sharing dear poet
Thank you LB. ; )
A finely composed message in these few lines my friend - - certainly needs more than one reading so into my faves with this piece of wisdom.
Fay, you and Teddy have blown me away with your positive compliments today. Not sure I'm worthy of it, but ok I'll take it. Thank you Fay for the read and I'm happy you like my entry today. ; )
Essence of a spritual poetic mind run all through your superb piece today. Begs the question, is our muse actually a guardian angel who's aura resonates with our sensitivity.
Quite possibly so da. Thanks for the read and comment.
Could be an angel, yes. I'm quite prepared to believe it.
Erm, it's said 'Young men (and women) will see visons, and old mem (and women) will dream dreams' Which one are ya?
Though 'young' and 'old' can be interchangeable I reckon.
It doesn't mean we've gone nutty. Oops!
Nutty? Speak for yourself Orchi. Old I might be, and I'm fairly sure I might have been referred to as a fool. But Nutty? Not yet anyway. ; )
Nope, erm, not inferring you are nutty, nor a fool! 🙂
Not yet. ; )
When might you be nutty then?! lol.
When the clock strikes 10 nuts to 12 and you sing and swoon for 24 hours. ; )
It's me singing has driven you nutty. It's my fault! lol.
OK Orchi, if you want that blame, its yours. So now anytime I feel like I'm bouncing off the wall I can blame it on you. ; )
May those echoes leads us into a world of wonder and life.
Andy
Thanks Andy. Appreciate the visit and comment. ; )
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