Intuition

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  • hcrellers
  • February 5th, Friday morning, purple dawn... A moment like a poem, you wish you could hold it... I shut my eyes like it's frozen... it's gone when I open...

Intuition

Passing through life... 
A merry-go-round whirl-wind. 
What is true, 
And what will never really end? 
Going to the deepest parts of ourselves... 
Find the meaning! 
Love so great, so true! 
Every little thing... 
Raindrops in my pool. 
Title waves of despair, 
Perfect imperfection... 
Life is just a dream, 
A boat and an ocean... 
Things I know, 
But haven't been told... 
Theres something greater. 
Steady on my path, 
I see the storms around me. 
Peace within ... 
Feeling everything but never touching. 
She whispers secrets, 
Calling me to Her... 
I'm trying to hear the words. 
I'm coming soon. 
All this darkness... 
I will pass through. 
And Love... 
Will surely conquer all my battles.

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LGDisturb commented on Intuition

01-27-2010

thats pretty upbeat and optimistic, especially at the end of such a magnificently expressed depression. great job, last stanza is a great message

hcrellers

01/28/2010

thank you very much this is one of my favorite poems.. i feel this way the most.

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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