This poem started on the underground 2012 one rush hour when I was spending time back in England, as I noticed the harrowed, often vacant looks of the commuters. As they hurried they seemed to have lost touch with their souls and their dreams. It evoked a yearning in me to want to help somehow, but exactly how I could help eluded me.
The first few lines of this poem floated into my mind back then as I sank into an autonomic state with the metallic swishing sound of the tube-train on the tracks. I did not write poetry back then, indeed to do so seemed a vain yearning for something I just could not do. But I did note the words down anyway, they seemed significant in some way.
Yesterday my underground epiphany revisited me and the words returned and this time the rest of the poem arrived 9 years later! Now I realise that my role is to help people by putting them back on track; back in touch with their soul and their often hidden gifts. To help support and encourage them to patiently trust and allow their divine talents to be birthed.
You see I have now birthed poetry that is written to lift up those who have lost touch with who they were born to be, lost touch with the voice of their soul.
Which just goes to show that if we are given a yearning, deep down somewhere is a talent to make it manifest. We simply have to allow ourselves the faith and patience and give our talents the space to come to fruition. And surround ourselves with those who encourage and support us, even when our baby steps seem daft or unpolished.
And there is always beautiful divine timing.
All around me I see dreams
Only some of them fulfilled
Some of them glare
As they march instead to others’ themes.
Can you feel the emptiness
Hidden away inside the
In which you dwell?
Can you feel a latent heaviness?
Hollow yearning, feeling blue?
Remember dearest that your
E’er screams out beseechingly to you.
Your emotions are calling
A shout for course correction
And to seek
What you can’t speak
That elusive thing that seems so galling.
Reminding you to be true
To your own divine purpose
Without the spin.
Inside out you, that’s you through and through.
So you can radiantly shine
With your Mona Lisa smile
As you live
To happily give
Your soul gifts with which you now align.
And you march to your own tune
Happy, living life t’the full
Who’s born anew
Totally in sync and in full bloom.
© Snowdrop 2021
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Karen Louise Wilson
The purpose of this divine blog is to share messages from the Earth, nature and beings of the invisible realms. To inspire and lift us all up so that we can reconnect to the Earth and our own truth as spiritual beings. So that we can move into a brighter future for ourselves and the beautiful planet that is our home.