How many times do we search deep for ourselves
Through poetry and art, we often dig and delve
Into the depths of emotions, we explore and extract
Those personalities to enhance and the ones that we lack
We can gaze into the mirror, reflecting back our age
As we capture in our mind, our youthful looking days
Never did I think as those childish eyes once shone
That age is but an illusion, for inside still I am One.
My exterior shell maybe broken, cracked and somewhat worn
But the knowledge deep within, has always been from being born
For I am more than I, in the moment of this time
I am but One of many, whose memory of life shared mine.
I cannot begin to explain, and until you ‘know’ you’ll never understand
That many times I have journeyed back to experience this land
We are the past and future, we are the victors and the foe
The layers we are gradually removing as we each are letting go.
This rise has not been easy, and its climb is not yet done
As we weave our separate webs, each of us have cleverly spun.
The threads connect us all, affecting One and ALL
So, inward I will do my working to complete our memory recall.
© Sue Dreamwalker 2017
Have you remembered yet? Who you are? And why you came? And why we are here?
I hope you have five minutes to spare to watch the amazing creation and the many faces Akiane saw before this final portrait was left as the finished painting.. And view it in full screen.
Please listen to what she is Saying
Have a wonderful Week.. As I leave my poetry for thought.