Elham Speaks

 

 Blessed be. 

Velumbound. 

(A lone voice whispers)

Hey you

My curious reading friend

One of the bright lights 

Not tempted or dimmed by consumerism

Big Tech and all it dumbs down 

As it slowly infects

Thanks for visiting me at Halloween

In 2026 again 

Did you know all Time is just like a slow-moving river

And you're all walking unconsciously upstream 

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 your dreams 

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  

Your ancestors like your much-loved forefathers or beloved mothers

Uncles 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 live by a new code 

As they walk through those cold 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 create a bridge 

To a new form of happiness

Through an act of inconceivable magic 

Some know it as kindness

Some know it as the Laws of Attraction

But action in whatever name 

To help dispel those dark clouds brought about by one of life's eternal elementals

Mr Tragic

Tasked to collect walkers early for his master

The Grim Reaper

Just be courageous to talk as you walk

Until the next time 

Your forever friend

From within the long Shadows

Standing getting wet 

In the gold and silver river that never bends

Elham 

The Lost Angel 

Praying your soul is soon purified and cleansed

Through a small act of magic 

Whenever needed 

As you walk upstream 

To see the soul-lifting sights at the End

(C)

Copyright John Duffy