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Vision

I have my treasures
they are locked within my heart
they have stayed with me
this long
they are quite enough
to see me through the night
they speak to me
you know
sounding like a inconsiderate
squawk of crows
under an old oak tree
their squawking tells me
things
things which are subsequently
part and parcel
of who I am
really
used to believe
there was no life after death
no heaven
no hell
my treasures have grouped together
�neath that old oak tree
possessing the spiritual part of moi
who is hidden
within the foliage
human or animal speaking to me
by name I feared
whose face peeks around
that dandelion
beckoning me closer
I listen intently
understood not one word
when I awoke
a faint presence left the room
I have leaned nothing
but have gained
more than I could understand
then and there

�April 2, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton

Written by standingmyground

Published 3rd Apr 2017

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Re. Vision

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- Edited 3rd Apr 2017 1:26am

3rd Apr 2017 1:25am

Maybe it was human and animal that Shapeshifter talking to you. This is so interesting I love this write. My mind wanders between the darkness and the light, the secrets and the reality. I'm a terrible review were but all I can say is that I really really like this a lot.