I had always been able to see
” I had always been able to see.
Acutely aware of the spaces in between.
Touching faces with tender hands.
Long gazes into faces and eyes,
Searching for the miracle,
For the missing pieces.
That I must,
Have left behind.
In the yonder world.
Beyond the sky.
In the stillness of dreams and flight paths.
Where Angels make filtered noises to remind them of the music here.
As close as they could get without materializing.
Making me sing down here for their amusement.
Now I remember,
How I longed for a voice.
I traded in my wings.
To feel the passion and burning of emotions,
In motions of time slots.
Here in the weight world of lunatics and shouting.
Where voices are so heavy they can blow up the world.
But I needed to see.
I needed to feel.
I needed to sing and feel the sway of a drum beat.
I traded in my wings for some chains and collars.
When I removed them,
My spirit went wild.
And the Angels pushed me back to the floor.
Reminding me of my sacrifice.
I had traded in whispers for expressions of great feeling.
I must feel.
As time fades into night and my spirit takes her journey home.
I will remember the weightlessness of the yonder world.
Where I could not sing too loud.
Where I could not know the feel of cool water on a hot blurry day.
Where I could not walk down a long dirt road and feel the cool soil on my bare feet.
How I long to fly .
And tonight I will fly.
Back to the yonder world.
In my journey dream home.”
Written by Lucia Sullivan ♥ Copyright 2017 all rights reserved
I am a clairvoyant, poet, writer, and seer. I believe all things are moving towards the light. I love music, dancing, boating, nature, and animals.