Best Conduit Poems
Each of us can be a conduit for Heaven. It takes being present and open so that you're able to be guided to help and bless others. Remember that anything is possible and miracles happen all the time. Blessings, love and light.
Conduit for Heaven
By Michelle Morris
24/12/2022
I never expected to be
A conduit for Heaven above
I never expected to feel
So many blessings and love
I am nobody and everyone
I am special and unique
I am lost in a billion lives
And in history's way of dealing
I am part of a strange and difficult life
A path I felt I'd never have chosen
Yet, by all accounts it would seem
That everything was meant to be broken
For in all the losses and all the traumas
I learned much about my strength and integrity
How I could remain above the fray
And be kind to all my enemies
Sometimes it was so challenging
To keep silent and walk away
People often think you're weak
When you're stronger than they imagine
For dignity and kindness
Is usually underestimated
Being constructive is a gift
That God gives to the greatest
Still, I retain a humble air
I don't think I'm better than you
I just try my very best to do
Better to each soul in situ
I never expected to be
A conduit for Heaven
Despite being told many a time
That I would be God's angel
A lightworker and old soul
Sent to this world to help save it
Seemed far to high a quest
Almost beyond outlandish
But, here we are in reality
As much as we can perceive it
And I keep being given messages
To share with human beings
Maybe one day I'll understand it
Maybe one day it will make sense
But for now I'll do my best to help
Every human soul I can influence
© Michelle Morris, 2022
A CONDUIT
This is the time when war should cease.
This is the time when those that seek inner peace should be appeased.
This is the time for metaphors to take life.
This is the times that integration is the religious defiance.
Time is the contrivance that drives the overzealous into purposeful endeavors.
Time is the vehicle that makes a mountain climber peak.
Time is the mechanism that means to fulfill some form of identity.
Time sets the stage.
People become proactive.
The world is the medium set forth.
Time is that moment in history that demonstrates some emotion that may only be felt.
Time is the element of life that shapes form.
Time measures the soul.
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Written November 26, 2015!
It’s an uneasy distress
that foments inside of you
A boiling primal urge you have
to lash out and attack
Angry words of distrust and hatred,
born from years of suffering past abuse
Now you wanna empty yourself,
pour all your anguish and grief inside of me
But, I cannot allow this spiritual travesty
to proceed any further
I am not your emotional conduit,
I don’t flow that way
I am not your personal pressure release valve,
blow your hot steam of anger out somewhere else
Why are you so unthankful
for the real love you now have?
God has given you something you’ve been searching for
your whole life
Why do you fear the calm?
My heart I’ve given to you
as a peace offering sacrifice
But, I refuse to be a conduit for your unresolved issues,
I don’t flow that way
You better learn how to release your burning hatred
in a more constructive way
You must learn how to release your hot anger
in a safe, more positive display
Or this love you’ve found in me
will surely evaporate away
over joyed by the
imminent alignments
of wondrous insights
completion of this enormous
cycle of transmuted energy
she is a conduit of love
incongruent feelings
harnessed affections
burning in orange flames
pre ordained divine consorts
dysfunctional blood lines
purging pure vesels
she is a conduit of love
sep 14 2016
7.37 pm
When the river flows,
The stream glows,
Down the watercourse,
Through the natural channel,
The earth becomes its force.
When the river flows,
Beneath the falling waterfall,
Their the light transcends,
The fine array of each watercolour
Like a artist using his pallet,
To create a masterpiece.
Where students learn,
How master's shine,
Their they stand in awe,
In a winters war,
Through the conduit of time.
The river flows, and goes further,
From once that river flowed, and came.
There the river flows,
There the river lives.
I had to take lines because I realised it was only 20 lines max! so it may not fit together.
I slip into a figment of imagination,
I find desire.
A place where I seek validation,
I become a Liar.
Our new human salvation,
I embellish the fire.
Social media: the place we all admire.
A Heart’s Conduit
Is a Mouth
Written: by Tom Wright
4/28/2016
Sedated thoughts oft fill our heads,
Anticipating their time of flight;
But better that most remain unsaid,
If given little thought or foresight.
For words we utter have their start,
Not happenstance, as one might suspect.
But were birthed inside our hearts,
Those thought hurtful we must reject.
Small
service
we perform
to help someone,
that too with a smile,
sincerely from our heart,
expecting no thank you note,
reflects our state of consciousness,
aligned with the pulse of love divine,
embracing and releasing flow of life.
Just as a flower gives off its fragrance,
simply acting true to its nature,
we too as a pure love conduit,
radiate the love divine,
embracing all alike
as an instrument,
doing His will,
becoming
the bliss
throb.
03-April-2021
Moment to moment reborn
with memory imagery shorn
in as much as we can manage
residual pain within assuage
Mere recognition not the end
unless at the core ego bends
love aligned devoid of tremor
reflecting all rainbow colours
Thus the continuum timeless
its beauteous renewal endless
as both experiencer & conjurer
celebrate each throb in wonder
12-September-2020
In truth no desire to serve
Though any doing is with verve
Yet if the need arises
As and when empathy rises
From the domain of oneness
Universal consciousness
We hasten to respond
Being free of narrow bonds
Thus with a ready embrace
Face to face
Act as a transmitter
Or rather as a reflector
Of the pulse divine
With which we align
In continuance
23-August-2020
Inspired by... Keeping the Faith and making a positive difference in the World.
I remain a conduit for God's Grace
By Michelle Morris
28/08/2025
There are times when I am weary
Feeling defeated from the Quest
The fight against Evil for Good
Takes its toll on my Soul's zest
I speak to God and His Angels
I ask for Guidance and increased Faith
Because it's difficult to be human
And help others' Demons slay
My efforts may be humble
My pace slower than I'd hoped
But I know I make a positive difference
In a World where Love seems cold
For I will keep Love glowing
I'll keep it warm and kind
My Light shines through every Darkness
To remind humans to be mindful
No matter what might happen
I remain a conduit for God's Grace
I persevere on my Life's Path
To leave the World a better place
© Michelle Morris, 2025