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Dimension beyond dimension
There exists a world beyond
I will fear not the end for there will be eternity
No matter how much I miss those gone
I Know that the truth is one
I ask for answers and so does everyone
But dimension after dimension we exist
I long to hold those I miss, to know they are well
They are dimensions beyond and maybe have a better view
I try to look within those dimensions
And all I see is that we are surrounded
By a mystery not a spark of genius can explain
But a hunch, a feeling that is part of a dimension where I exist
It is me in a dimension and them in the next
As I move and ascend I might know
It is but only a world transcending
As I move consciously towards the next
Dimension after dimension I may learn to navigate, discovering that we exist in a common world moved by differences, perceived by some as unknown, but known by some as dimensions beyond dimensions
“In memory of my loved ones who crossed over, who I cherish and long to hold every day and to know they are well even in the beyond”
A Love Long Lost…
You crossed my mind today.
I smiled, as I remembered how you made me laugh.
My heart sang with joy, when I remembered how you inspired me to create.
I saw you looking at me, those eyes from the past, a stare of respect, a stare of longing, a stare that set me free.
That look, it coloured my world with dreams, with love, with lust, with poems.
You are special.
I miss you, I miss us and I miss the person I was.
I hope life is treating you well. I know it should for you are wise.
Thank you for bringing out the best in me,
Thank you for those colourful memories.
Until we meet again
Emotions running through my mind,
Words I pronounced but not a soul would hear,
My heart tore, when with all I said,
the answer I got, was,
An indifferent stare.
I cried, I screamed, I knelt, I prayed, I surrendered,
And not a soul did hear,
The promise I made to myself,
I let me down.
My tears, as they fall down my face,
Are filled with regrets, for
I couldn’t save,
That oath I made,
Those silent words, echo an undesirable destiny, a bitterness, of a crying soul,
Life, it let me down.
As time goes by,
I count my years,
Such days that I dread with every dawn,
And abhor with every sunset,
Have become a sign.
I am drowning in quick sand,
Those days passed by,
Before my eyes,
Forever gone, and,
All I got was a stare,
There’s no looking back.
You make me think,
You make me dream,
You make me realize,
We all can fly.
As I walk through the maze of life,
I look for signs,
I look for fallen feathers on the ground,
With each lovely feather, I see a dream, an emotion, driven by freedom,
I learn of the messages this universe wants to convey, for you were once roaming above, touching freedom, coloring the sky, holding the wind and magnifying our space with your beautiful energy,
You were once part of a cherished soul that decided to let you go,
so down you swirled and touched the ground,
you drifted in the pond,
you fell in the lake,
you swam in the ocean,
wherever you have bounced,
I thank you for the wisdom, I thank you for the signs, I thank you for your beauty.
Now I know.
This post is dedicated to my beautiful grandmother Neyde, fairy Godmother Angelina, my beloved uncle AA and my adorable aunty Terry who crossed over. I miss you dearly. Until we meet again.
Let’s Take a Walk
My journey to date
Has been a whirlwind
I keep on searching and
All I find
Is that the more you hold on tight
The more life will let go
The more you release your pain
The more you will gain
I am so happy
I have learnt so much
This life is a mystery of such
It’s a fact
Friends come and go
It just happens to be so
True people stay true
No matter who
Honesty is an illusion
So let’s avoid the confusion
Money is a chemical reaction
Feed it with energy and see the action
This life is just a story
And mine is a long one told and untold
So let’s just take a walk
Cause I’m a Gypsy
Hold my hand and come along with me
And let our destiny
Tell the truth…
Dedicated: Song Gypsy by Shakira
Even a gypsy soul wants a place to call home.
Where is home?
It’s a place that I would call my own
It’s a place where I can run free
It’s a place I want to be
It’s a place filled with peace
It’s not shallow, it’s not dark
It’s a space, colored with Love
It’s a place so wonderful, so warm
It’s a place so honest, and so me…
It’s a place that constantly manifests the truth..
My home is the universe for I am a roaming gypsy soul destined to keep traveling, seeking and learning and enjoying every bit of my journey…
- Homesick (wwavd.wordpress.com)
- The adults who suffer extreme homesickness (bbc.co.uk)
- Surviving Homesickness (theinternationalstudentadvisordotcom.wordpress.com)