"Channeling, Spirit Visions" ©Mary Montague Sikes |
Channeling
So much in touch with the Universe
But not really in touch at all.
Pen in hand, sometimes I listen
And write the words and hear the songs.
Sometimes I listen, but not always.
Sometimes I hear, but I don't recall the words.
Sometimes words flow freely.
Like magic, they fly faster than I can think.
These are not my words.
The Universe reaches out and flows through me.
I need only listen; I need only to hear
In the quiet of the night.
- Mary Montague Sikes
2 comments:
I love your painting again with the frost images, at least to me they look like frost images, reaching out. The poem is well done and I think one can read that word from channeling ones inner spirit to channeling a ghostly one
Thank you, Birgit. I want you to see what is meaningful for you!
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