. Poetry from The Great In-Between: My Christmas Visitor

Saturday, December 25, 2021

My Christmas Visitor

 

 My Christmas visitor

Someone called Diana has whispered this tale as I relax. 


Is she one of my Christmas visitors tonight? 


Tonight's channelling. 


(A lone voice whispers)


Sometimes


You've just got to say goodbye to old ways and try to heal raw opened emotional sores


It may feel like you've been through the wars but everybody has their flaws


Some may choose to hide it so well and smile and put on a favourite well-loved mask


And some don't 


Some may say strange things in tempestuous moments of heat as they sharpen their claws


And some may say nothing at all but just think it


People are just human after all


Misfits in the grandest of schemes wandering around like lost little children 


After they have been given a life's spiritual work permit 


But you know 


I've already lived five times in 6 hundred years 


Lived


Loved and cried so many wet tears


Now I've returned for the seventh


And here's what I know


As I return from a short stint in heaven 


Life and all its emotional connections are simply explained in two lines of poetry 


Which is written in bold italics in God's eternal archives 


Want to know what it is

It's simply 


Do the best with your time before you die 

and you too might come back for another short while 


Copyright John Duffy 


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