Friday, April 29, 2016


A Voice In The Night; The Best Kept Secret

In the midnight hours when all is still... the mind, alone, can hear itself Think, it must keep busy or lonliness will set in....
What is it about those hours that tugs at the Soul that Loves...but is sometimes alone in her world....Living the 'Best Kept Secret...'

She lives a Soul Life
She is her Soul...
Her ego Shadow side has been put to rest
In its death her Soul began to live
She became her True Self.....

She sees through her Soul eyes
Hears from her Soul ears
She sees others Souls
Hidden behind their Shadow side....
She Loves from her Soul
No longer lost in the illusions of Ego

‘It must be the best kept secret....’

Her Love runs deep,  as all Soul Love does
She sees what others eyes don’t see, as all Soul eyes do
Hears what so many others don’t hear, as all Soul ears do

It’s a very lonely place, being your Soul
Living the Soul life...

‘It  must be the best kept secret...’

So few know it exists
Knows you exist
When you live the Soul life...

They don’t know that it is the real life
They don’t know that seeing through your Soul eyes
is seeing through the Eyes of Love itself....
They don’t know that Hearing through the Soul ears
is hearing from the ears of Love itself....

They don’t know that being Your Soul
is being Love itself....
That living the Soul Life
is living Love....

‘It must be the best kept secret....’

She sees others looking at her
through thier Ego Shadow Side eyes,
They don’t really see her Soul...
They hear her words from the Ego ears,
They don’t really hear what she says...
They’ll never really know her
because they don’t want to know her Soul....

She wants to break down the barrier
Shout it out to all the world
Your Soul is Love...
It wants to guide you
It lies quietly in wait of you to return home...

‘It must be the best kept secret....’

It rattles your mind
Turns your world upside down
Sends mighty storms your way
In an effort to wake you up...

It sends out its strongest Warrior/Warrioress’s
with many messages...
To help you battle against the Powerful Ego Shadow Side...
But still you choose to Sleep
in the midst of the battlefield...

Still ‘it is the best kept secret...’

It sends your Prince or Princess
Your Knight or Your Lady in Waiting
With a kiss of Love...
Hoping it will wake you from your slumber...
Hoping you will join the Living
Join the Real Life...
The Life of the Soul which ‘IS’
the Life of Love...

‘The Best Kept Secret that few know’

If you could only see through the Souls eyes,
What is always right before you...
If only you could hear it from your Souls ears,
The message always being whispered....
It kisses you with lips of Love
If only you could feel it in your Heart, where Soul resides...

You would be able to see her..
Able to  hear her words 
and  really hear what she says...
You would  really know her
 know her Soul....

You would no longer be blind..
no longer deaf...
You could see Her Love runs deep,  as all Soul Love does
She sees what others eyes don’t see, as all Soul eyes do
She Hears what so many others don’t hear, as all Soul ears do

You could see She Loves from her Soul
No longer lost in the illusions of Ego
And what  a very lonely place, she lives in,
Living the Soul life, waiting for others to join her...

Even though Soul magik reveals itself to you daily
The Ego Shadow Side keeps you blind
keeps you deaf
keeps you lost in the mind...
So It remains ‘the Best Kept Secret’
And She remains waiting for you to join her

Saturday, January 30, 2016

A Voice In The Night


Where My Soul Wanders

It's the late night hours when all is still and the mind can hear itself think
but tonight the mind is tired and it tugs at the Heart that has lost itself
 where no one looks...

Where My Soul Wanders is where you will find me,
 struggling with illusions' temptations...

I have no rest as I wander the late night hours tirelessly and restless,
 as sleep alludes me...

In the late night hours I wander through streets when no one will see me
that have no beginning and no end...

I wander past houses that have no doors
past rooms that have no windows...

I have no Peace as I wander through Valleys of fear, doubt, and chaos
Peace keeps its distance as it knows I have not made a place for it to reside...

I have no Heart as I chose to wander a place that is not for the Heart that is faint
 The Heartless stole it from me while I looked the other way... 

I have no Home for the home is where the Heart lives. But the Heart is lost in a place
where no one ever looks and shadows wait to steal it away...

I have no Love for I chose to wander through the dry barren deserts
where Love can not live, but only die a slow death...

I have no Soul for it has no Heart to cling to 
it is lost on the roads that have no beginning and no end
in houses with no door, hidden away in rooms with no windows...

I have gone wandering, restless, to search for myself
If I should find a way to return before I get back
Kindly ask me to wait....