Wednesday, August 4, 2010

(Gettin') Ready for Rosh

A message withheld, for nearly a year. Perfect timing, of that I'm clear.
Carried beside me, for so long
The wait no longer I have to prolong,;
The answers are
contained within;
Whispers from the Angels therein.
What story will tell;
A year in which I knew so well.

Here and now, I press the rewind;
Another moment that I find;
Perfect in it's intent from the light.
Another show of evidence;
I am never right.

So it goes
I wonder what prose
of wisdom and truth
I have forgotten this year.

A goodbye to youth,
Now there is proof.
I'll let you know, in full recompense
How my intent moves forward,
Hence.

Write it down, she said
Can't keep it all locked up, in the head.
From thought to action, that's how it flows
Perhaps I'll learn my lesson this year,
Who knows.


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