The Visitors
Posted by Fiddle
Oh dark and shadowy figures Why has thou come to me? Why are you here Should I fear or be full of cheer Do we need to talk or do I need to pray What is your purpose? What is your reason? I want to know Or do I? No sounds no nothing Just standing there to let me catch a glimpse of your presence You’re not as I imagined with the sickle and all, But your still there hiding the face with which would tell all If you are death let me look into thy eyes If you are loved ones gone before, embrace me Help me with the journey ahead, guide me to the light and the universe If it is not my time Are you here to help me through these trying times ahead of me Then gently guide me upon the path that I need to be So that my life may have nor want And at the end of this path I may reap the rewards I have come to know
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This poem really got my attention -- years ago, I was starting an anti-depressant and I foolishly met a friend for drinks and kept up to his pace, all along knowing that it was recommended that I not drink alcohol while on the drug. Later at home, I went easily to sleep but awoke to use the bathroom and before I could find the lightswitch on my headboard....I gasped! as there were two shrouded figures - black against the darkness, at the foot of my bed - one on each side. I thought I was imagining things and I was frozen with fear! Then suddenly there was an image of myself - a much younger self...in between these figures. I was 'outlined' in sparkly lights and hugging a doll or stuffed animal. I was smiling. Then the shrouded scary figures vanished and the likeness of me tilted and fizzled out. I got my breath back and felt very calm. I will never forget the experience and truly feel I might have been on the brink of death but it wasn't my time.
Posted by Linda C.