The Voice of Realisation – Written Wednesday 21st July 1999 (Aged 24)

The Voice of Realisation

and they spoke –
no joke, it opened my eyes
it opened my mind
and they spoke –
and it was like a waterfall in the desert
or sand suddenly found on a stony beach
i thought i had so much –
that i could teach
but what did i really know
suddenly –
i was someone else’s thought
and they spoke –
and i was the one quickly taught
no overblown smoke but definitely a fire lit
now i want the warmth
so i am staying by it
i am born into their arms
with my silver cord intact
but those astral links can wait
and they spoke –
it was then i understood the opposite of hate

James Garratt – Wednesday 21st July 1999

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