My visitor
Someone called Diana has whispered this tale as I relax.
Is she one of my visitors tonight?
Tonight's channeling.
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 favorite 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
For 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
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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