My father, my mother,
my family, my friends, and I
have shared many amazing
and wonderful gifts of shared experience together -
however, on more than one occasion,
above all the gifts of reciprocation,
the psychic and empathic bond
that I have had with certain people
still continues to thrill me
and to further convince me
that what we think, what we feel,
what we say, what we share
is sometimes inaudible
and only known by those who
we have opened up to
and those who we have
given a part of our soul.
Since I was a child,
I have put my trust in people...
since I was a child,
I have put my faith in fate...
since I was a child,
I have put my heart into a circle
of family who became my world...
since I was a child,
things have changed in some ways -
whereas, in some ways,
some things have remained the same:
one of which being,
I have always preferred
to be early for something
than to turn up to something,
somewhere, late.
I have always had heightened senses that told me that something was happening
or that something was about to happen
that though it would be out of my hands
whatever it was would have a profound effect on me...
I have always had this gift
to be able to feel what and who
lies beyond the invisible veil
that separates the different versions
of what is called "reality"...
I have always had this instinct about certain things,
even before I knew what they meant -
and I have had experiences
with certain people when we
gave something to each other,
and I know that what we had,
though perhaps short-lived,
meant something at the time.
I have always loved having the secret knowledge
that I could do the seemingly impossible -
that I could go back to the beginning,
relive moments when I was younger,
and revist with the people
who mean the most to me,
as well as return to the places
and to revist the people
I knew from days and relationships gone by,
where, when, and with whom
I am certain I was fated to have known
and to have been given the blessing
of perspective because of
that has only given more power
to my one of a kind insight.
Happy Poetry Day! 😊
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