Press play before reading. Salute.
(A lone voice whispers)
Hey you
My curious reading friend
One of the bright lights in this Twenty-first century
Not tempted or dimmed by consumerism
Big Tec and all it dumbs down
As it slowly infects
Thanks for visiting me in 2022 again
Did you know all Time is just like a slow-moving river
And you're all walking unconsciously upstream
To the Nexus of your Dreams
Through its wet ever-flowing waters
Of glistening gold and silver
As it flows from the Great lights
Many hidden fissures
Walking upstream towards your own inevitable end
Wandering alongside all those you respect
Adore or even hate
But if you're lucky
Like I think and know you are
You'll be forever surrounded by incredible extraordinary people
Who'll all try to support and help you
Find the profound strength to empower and fire up all your visions and ideals
Like a Drag car engine
And not fall as you try to walk upstream
Those from the Lands of the Living and those from in here
Currently by mortal eyes
Unseen
Your ancestors like your much-loved forefathers or beloved mothers
Uncle's or Aunties
Sisters or brothers
All watching from just behind this Blue Portal
Here in the Great In-Between
Who wants you to succeed in this
The oldest of great games
Playing your role in the grandest of Schemes
This is my new message that I send all the way from Jagaroo's Cove
Just for those like you
Who may need it
So they can maybe live by a new code
As they walk through those waters which will for Eternity
Flow
I can only pray it helps you cope
More than you'll ever comprehend
It's simple really
If you're lonely
Neglected or feel rejected
Reach out to someone
Anyone
Or just talk it through
In the Light
Never in the Dark
For you're never alone before you ascend
And someone will help create a bridge to a new form of happiness
Through an act of inconceivable magic
Some know as kindness
Some as The Laws of Attraction
But action in whatever name
It chooses
To help dispel those dark clouds brought about by one of life's eternal Elementals
We know as Mr Tragic
Tasked to collect lone walkers early for his master
The Grey Reaper
Just be courageous to talk as you walk
To dispel those dark clouds that seem to cling and with cunning stealth
Stalk
Until the next time
Your forever friend
From within the long Shadows
Some call me Jimmy O'Rourke
Some the man from Montauk Mountains
But to you, as I stand here getting wet
In the gold and silver river that never bends
I'm forever Elham
The Lost Angel
Praying your soul is soon purified and cleansed
Through a small act of magic whenever it's needed
As you walk upstream
To see the soul-lifting sights before your End
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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