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Emma Haines Poem
Little Girl
Know that you are always enough.
You are an intelligent being.
Beyond your imagination
You will learn to reach for the stars.
Daydream.
You can be anything you choose to be.
Dont forget.....
You came here, to this place, to experience a world of wonder.
Anything you can dream, is yours to create and therefore.....Achieve.
Keep your heart and mind open.
Be loving in everyway you can possibly be.
You are never alone.
Do not worry about how others treat you.
It is not a reflection of the soul that hides behind those eyes.
You are loved.
As you grow..you fall, you will rise..
Perfectly.
Learn to love yourself with all that you have.
Matters not what others say or do.
The bruises heal and the scars will fade.
Always SPEAK your truth
You are not mad and not wrong in anyway to seek.
To learn.
Choose your words wisely.
Be calm and balanced.
It is not your job to make others see the world in the ways that you have and still do.
Bind your time.
Try not to please others or feel guilty for the pain and suffering in the outside world
That was never your burden to bare..or anyone elses.
You will come to learn love and understanding, wisdom and discernment comes with a multilayered perspective.
You can feel safe, You are safe.
Be free to explore all ideas, interests, magic, poetry, inspiration..feel and reach beyond..what the doorway of perception.
Life is a wondrous game to be enjoyed and explored.
Learn to enjoy your own space.
Speak to the stars, the animals, nature, sea and the winds.
Draw into yourself as much information and learning....in your own way.....
Nobody can ever have any power..over you.
Do not be ashamed
For the time will come when you will learn exactly that lesson..no matter what force of exertion..to break your mind and spirit.
You will make it through.
Never allow anyone to take your faith, heart and mind away from you.
Those that love hold out a hand in compassion for those that have struggled and help in silent ways.
Stand true to your words.
You do not need to protect those who would not understand or believe you.
In the end you always knew what the outcome would be.
Be wise.
Be strong.
Be independent.
You are never alone.
You are me
And I am you.
That was then.
This is now.
All is forgiven.
All is ok.
Never harm yourself or allow another to take a single bit of love or sense of worth from you. Ever.
Never allow yourself to be beaten or demeaned until the point of extinction.
You are enough.
You always were.
Clever girl.
Knock and the doors will always open.
Now its time
To recieve.
EH 15-11-2017
Copyright © Emma Haines | Year Posted 2020
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Emma Haines Poem
Rage and Pain,
perpetual distortion
Swirling and spinning,
The words inside my mind.
You do a lot of talking my love,
But when do we listen?
Clinging to the story's of the long projected past.
Looking at the soul through the distorted frames of a divine broken mirror.
The shards have become entangled and twisted within the heart and the mind.
Patterns of fear, heartbreak, emotion, guilt and shame.
The sting of broken ideals, loving family and remembrance of brother and sisterhood stolen away.
Hits hardest when the masks slip, you can see the face of the monster hidden underneath.
Do as I say, not as I do.
Dance to the rhythm of my wants and needs.
Be damned if you dare to tell me...No.
Expection, wants and needs.
Pain patterns and guilt trappings.
Soon Fade away when rationalised by the compassionate mind and heart.
Why should the son carry the burden of the father?
Because of what is remembered.
Always carried through by the memory's of what has been.
The storytellers way to synergyse its experience.
At the same "time"
All understands.
So why do we continue to talk so much..but never truely listen?
Forgiveness.
Unless pain will continue to cycle and cycle.
Realisation suffering is a loss of Divine connection.
All that wander are not lost.
Copyright © Emma Haines | Year Posted 2020
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Emma Haines Poem
My love..gentle beloved.
Patience is much in virtue.
Strength, forgiveness and compassion.
Crys do not go deaf upon my ears.
I am a breaker of human boundments.
Call unto me in all sincerity and you will be answered.
Reach up to touch the glittering rays of the morning sun.
Once more..upon the dragons breath.
Holding the Pearls Of Wisdom and midnight moon.
I share these gifts with love.
Now as beginning.
Whom did swear to remain.
Until the very end.
I am for the love of humanity,
Protector of all.
To love those that need it the most.
Remember.
Divine purpose.
For in truth,
There is no power above the conscious and creative.
Free willed, joyous and beautiful.
Childlike the wonder of those whom work, give love unto themselves and others.
Nothing in expectancy as return.
That is Devotion.
That is of the love of the mother.
Mine?
Little one.
No more.. does she wish to hear the crys of the world.
Instead..The Ringing.. of the AEON
Tones of pure love, laughter, wonder in the awe of what Is.
Freedom.
QY.
Copyright © Emma Haines | Year Posted 2020
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Emma Haines Poem
This is to the Man child, indeed, how you have grown. When are you going to learn to drop the masks you wear and really come into your own?
To think that no one sees past these. That your true self can hide away. What are you afraid of? Words mean nothing when fake smiles are put on display.
When you awaken and seek as to what is true.
Its seems that the material things, riches, possessions are all that matter to you.
You stopped listening to what really matters. Ignored that voice of guidance that speaks to you inside.
Entering a period now where you will be tested. Which morals will you turn away?
So you can keep your smiles, things and fakery. When will you become a big boy?
Maybe one day.
The signs you will receive may be unnerving.
Theres no running away from what is yet to come.
Be prepared to walk through fire. It is time now..son.
Drop the masks they no longer serve you.
Your being called to serve.
A purpose that you may not have planned.
It will be better than the numbing emptiness that is currently at hand.
Wake up man child. Remember the dream.
Copyright © Emma Haines | Year Posted 2020
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