This knowing was lost at birth
during our journey to earth
Upon coming to this plane
many lessons we obtain
and when our journey is thru
HERE we have no more to do
The sound of a soft voice
causes me to rejoice
filling me with such love
He tells me of all things
of past and present he brings
and that I have more to do
after my spirit leaves you
Leaving you breaks my heart
to you my love impart
know I am always near
watching over you dear
The pull of the light strong
urging me to hurry along
and the warmth engulfs me
as I travel this black sea
Cradled in loving arms
and I'm safe from all harm
my mind drifts off to sleep
to the sound of your weeping.....
Friday, June 6, 2008
Crossing Over ( part 2 )
Labels:
angels,
crossing over,
death,
dieing,
ghosts,
god,
metaphysical,
paranormal,
spirits,
spiritualism
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