Whispers of another place and time
Closing my clairvoyance eyes
Crystal clear, crisp and so fine
Existing is you but no longer mine
Those who passed or still now alive
Never forgotten souls that remind
No longer in my world they survived
Images and voices now hit rewind
Questions still steadily sweeping on by
Over and over changes the season
Or do all of us live a beautiful lie?
Actions happen for unknown reasons
Voices of a long complicated void
Speaks now only in deep thought
Visual images are somewhat destroyed
Sound mind from those are not distraught
Physically gone yet not so unheard
Magically they have been set free
As they can no longer speak is absurd
Voices from the past live through me
....keep your strangely beautiful poems coming...michael
Hope all your "voices" are gentle and kind,
Jim
The voices will stay with us, because they are wanted and needed. Memories are a wonderful thing, and the voices behind the memories allow us to grieve, heal, and move on, always keeping our lost loved ones near.
This is a beautiful and touching poem.
Jill
Newfie Hugs, Rose
You are correct we must learn to listen
Their no longer in our world
We miss them and we keep them alive
In our thoughts and in our hearts!
Beautiful inspiring piece!!
Peace Love and hugssss...Morning Star
Regis
you have penned beauty here Staci...
John
Quite a unique way to look at it. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D