Rising as a pale translucent whisp
she leaves her broken body
held lovingly in her darling husbands arms
the arrow protrudes from her neck
the pain was terrible beyond belief
but is no more, the light is calling to her
she feels herself drawn to the wonderful light
but she must stay a while
i am alright my darling there is no pain now
do not fear for me we shall be together again
he cannot hear, he strokes her bodies face
she must console him though cannot touch, embrace
she is being called, not yet, she must linger
days later with her body laid to rest
she leaves the little company surrounding her grave
upon the current thru the waves of light
the peaceful light of pure love draws
toward the place of the eternal light
her spiritual home again surrounds her
here is comfort, peace and familiarity
many times her soul has been here
she is home again
slowly the superconscious theta waves subside
through alpha into beta waves now
consciousness has returned
Harry sits in the psychiatrists chair
he had sought psychiatric help
after a lifetime of failed throat treatments
regression revealed a prior life as a young lady
killed by native americans in a skirmish.
Inexplicably he had also revealed
his soul's passage after death
into the spirits world
from where he was renewed and reborn.
such revelations are not rare
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Author:
dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Something from 2017. At the moment im consumed by the horrors of the war in Ukraine and finding it impossible to write poetry.
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Comments4
I love the essence of your poem, life is open to interpretation, there is really no set rule, no hard and fast answers. I think that we are multiple layers and you have expressed this so well. I hope you may find peace in mind and spirit, your words come from one who cares deeply.
Wow this was truly profound. I felt this journey of grief and sadness but the revelation and awareness. It's truly a captivating tale and I commend your artistry.
Love your write! It has grief and sadness but you portray them so well. I can't even WATCH the news on Ukraine, feels so helpless doesn't it?
Thank you DA .. a delight to read and took my mind off a whole mess of things ................................... Neville
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