Sometimes,
in times of despair
your
soul will cross the path of another;
although
unknown,
it
will be as if you are looking in a mirror,
meeting
yourself;
their
mind seemingly walking through yours,
gathering
up your pains and dreams,
and
speaking them back to you
as
if they have inhabited your body,
feeling
its anguish
they
express your desires on your behalf
Sometimes,
when you feel too tired to go on
a
stranger will lift you up, without knowing
what
great gift they are bestowing
by
merely expressing their own thoughts;
comforting
you with an army of words
that
resonate so deeply
you
feel you are part of them,
a
connection so real it can be frightening;
and
your greatest fear is that you may drive them away
returning
to your isolation
Sometimes,
you must merely surrender
to
this unknown;
be
grateful
for
what you dare not understand
nor
should you try;
perhaps
an Old Soul splits
taking
residence in more than one body
it
seeks itself,
sending
vibrations into the atmosphere
until
one piece finds another
and
so you meet
Sometimes,
you may not know
why
or how,
but
what you will know
is
the fact that it feels right
that
you have entered each other’s realm,
sustaining
you
when
all else was failing;
these
are our Angels
in
human form
full
of quirks, doubts, insecurities, oddities
and
love
©
Dianne Traynor
(c) Photography courtesy of David Christian |
Dedicated to Tom, who encouraged me to re-open my blog when the will had left me and it all seemed too much to bear .. I am so grateful xx
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, although... I don't deserve the credit, you would have come back anyway, I'm sure of that. Writing is in your DNA, no escape from it ;)
ReplyDeleteYour belief in my writing Tom makes my blood flow when it wants to congeal .. you absolutely deserve the credit .. when I wanted to hide, you drew me back out into the light. Truth is truth, never underestimate the power of a kind gesture and an encouraging word. I feel blessed to call you my friend, Dianne
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