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A Nocturnal Visitor

Contributed by aliopterix on Monday, 12th April 2010 @ 04:59:18 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

A Nocturnal Visitor

I tossed and turned in dreamless sleep
When I felt the touch, or not a touch.
It felt more like a soft breeze brushing my forehead
A cool, soothing caress which produced no fear or dread.

I opened my eyes and she was there,
Just as I remembered her, with dark flowing hair.
I still felt her touch but knew it was surreal
But the love in her eyes was evident, so real.

Mother I whispered but from her not a sound
But her words came to me straight to my mind.
You are troubled my son, but now it should finish
Your guilt for our deaths you should always admonish.

The ethereal glow from her touch warmed my body
I was dumbstruck but I knew it was real.
I knew that she could not say any more
And then to her side I noticed a door

It was only then that I managed to speak
But she did not acknowledge that she had ever heard.
I must go now , my love, my son, but do not refuse
The ultimate tools with which you can use.

I thought of my life change, to give help to others.
But how could she know just what was in my mind?
I wanted to counsel the many, the others
Those in pain, my sisters and brothers.

The door disappeared into the night
I knew in myself it wasn’t a dream.
My mother was with me despite my mistakes
But it helps not my heart which constantly aches.

I will continue my dream to counsel the others
And help with their issues, their fears and their troubles.
At least now I know I am never alone
My mother possesses me and it’s to her I atone.

Alistair Muir 11/04/2010

Copyright Â© aliopterix ... [ 2010-04-12 04:59:18]
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Re: A Nocturnal Visitor (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 12th April 2010 @ 06:48:37 AM AEST
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There is a certain amount of validation in this, Al, even with the sadness and pain (which continues). The beauty of dignity and humility mixed together. And I am oddly comforted by the sense of forgiveness in this. Especially of the self. (It is often hard to come by).

Well done and thank you for sharing this. Your fortitude and candor are inspiring.

Seléne ~

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