Navigating

Just what are these things inside?
Dear muse can you tell me?
Where am I being led ..
on this new ride?

I thought I could feel before,
But it wasn’t true,
Not as compared to now,
while opens this new door.

I wish I had the talent
of  few poets I know,
to explain this new era,
of possible spiritual ascent.

A hopeful graduation..?
Perhaps an evil temptation.
I asked Him this morning.
 So far…no explanation.

The garden is without,
If it’s not within.
These uncharted spaces,
silently they shout.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Neels Avatar
July 18, 2012 at 12:39 PM
He will surely give you the answer when the timing is perfect Robert.. Our timing are somehow not His timing and in the end everything will make sense. :) Love Wilma
Wesley Avatar
June 22, 2012 at 1:02 PM
You lack nothing to be the person you were meant to be. Your gifts are to be shared and appreciated by the rest of us as you do also. Never feel what you have to give is less than what it might be because etre juste vous este special! Love, Lizzie
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