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The Second World
The Second World
The space vast and pure
It was so full
Pulsing life and love
Within dwelt a Spirit
It was so hard to be
As an entity moving free
Was there a purpose
Did it mean anything?
I could answer my questions
Yet held back in awe
There all around
Like energies flowed
Soft light forms
Thoughts of all things
Surrounding images
There was the meaning
Simple yet hard to find
A purity that swelled
Then the reality coalesced
Everything was here
Forms spoke as music
Gentle strains caressed
The universes folded
Each pattern individual
Sight without seeing
Touch without feel
Hearing the silence
Speaking within a thought
I can do everything
Needing nothing
The vision eternal
The force was absolute
I became as a child
A feeling of wonder
At all things new
I had come home.
Comments
Seren
Thu, 2014-01-09 08:12
Ian
For just a minute it all faded away I wish I could stay in this place for a while, deep poetry I really felt this one
thank you for sharing what it is that you see
love always JC xxx
“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats
Ian.T
Thu, 2014-01-09 08:19
Jayne
Thank you for your visit and I hope that you are a lot better at the moment.
I shall endeavour to write a much better piece on this subject as it is such a restful place and brings quiet to many.
Take care young Lady and know we are there with you always, Yours Ian & the children xx
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Rula
Thu, 2014-01-09 12:39
Ian
I read this as to be about the pure world of thoughts. A different world than ours where spirits live together in love. Please tell me if I am off the right track.
A challenging piece, at least for me.
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Ian.T
Thu, 2014-01-09 19:02
Rula
Over many years I have been told about the Second World through a few different ways, and have been told that I can now write without help on what is there.
The only thing is that it will take time before I can put what I have been told into the correct words.
These sort of writes I do just touch the smallest part of the total wonder of the things I have been told.
Thank you for your visit it is lovely to see you there.
Yours as always, Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
loved
Thu, 2014-01-09 13:01
beautiful thoughts and words you display
and I though u had forgotten to add
War !
loved
Ian.T
Thu, 2014-01-09 19:07
Loved ,
Where these words come from there is no War, as you asked, it is where all creatures belong to the whole.
My words are inadequate to describe the things there, and what they do, but with practice I shall eventually let others understand.
It crosses all boundaries and thoughts.
But we shall see what the future brings to us,
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
loved
Fri, 2014-01-10 15:18
i attempted to read it twice
but now I know
why Neopoets'
has curbed more than one poetry
to be published ,
They want to promote
epicurial poetry
and poets like you.
If you had split this one
in parts two
i would have read
it instantly too
some
loved
Ian.T
Fri, 2014-01-10 18:35
Young Loved
I just sit and write, this one was without edit and as it came to my thoughts.
I do this near time to call it a day.
I think on all the ones out there that need something to read that will lift them off of their feet, letting them float where all misery cannot touch their thoughts.
I could not cut this in two it would have dropped some to the floor before they were ready, I am so sorry that you find it hard to read longish pieces but it is told to me and I just write. I will ask them to bring a piece for our Loved Bard, Take care out there, life varies in its difficulties,
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Lonnie
Thu, 2014-01-09 13:08
Hello Ian
A mesmerizing write for sure! You have captured the essence of something here that usually defies all attempts at being pinned down, and I, for one, am in awe of your efforts!
Ian.T
Thu, 2014-01-09 19:18
Dear Lonnie
Thank you for your comment.
As you know I have usually written mostly on this type of theme where there is a place that we can go to reach out for perfection.
I only understand the things I have been taught of this place, and have been told that I am now capable of writing of it, but it is so hard to find the words.
It is a place that you strive for all your life here, yet the transition is so simple.
As you know I talk about the Children that I know, they taught me about those things and the places that are there, one day without knowing, you will be gathered into its hands, then that peace you strive for will be absolute.
I am so glad it is not a religion, as they are mostly used to corrupt the masses lol.
Just a place I know of, Take care young Warrior, and know that we walk the same pathway,
Yours Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
mand
Fri, 2014-01-10 08:15
Hi Ian
This is lovely! I relaxed into this one - it had a calming effect. It's the kind of poem I'd re-visit, and it has a serenity much like walking in a forest filled with the sounds of nature.
Lovely indeed!
Love Mand xxxxx
Ian.T
Fri, 2014-01-10 15:15
Mand
It is good that you can feel the words as a calming effect, this is really the purpose of some of my writing.
As I have said to a few I need to practice on the info I have been given and write the pieces to give something to others.
You take care young Lady and it is lovely to be able to walk and talk with you here,
Yours, Ian.T
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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..