Drowning in my past, stifled by past glories, am I destined to be a memory, of once was in heart and mind. The unknown creation beckons a new age, have I the fire and grace to serve, as I gaze upon all time passed by.
Spirit beside me always as we walked through, the light and darkness of my choices. A journey of service to spirit is a lonely road, for a 23 year old man, bringing the teachings and messages of spirit to the grieving, brokenhearted, and lost, healing to the sick I had found my calling in life. The more I did the more I was asked to do, privately I was alone looking for the other half of my heart.
Spirit love illuminates my darkness, as I look up to the source of light from the depths of my sorrow and regret. I cannot be that young man full of fire and grace, I have aged and walked down the road of my illusions, seeking what I am when in truth what I sought I am not, my love was blind.
Awakening in the autumn of my life, I look up to the pale twilight sun. Merlin looks at me with warmth in his eyes, telling me all reality perceived my thoughts and emotions felt throughout my life, have been my souls lessons and learning, they have brought me to this destiny, continue to walk your pathway serve us from your heart, the wanderer has now come home.
Silence manifests a stillness in early morn
Calling my heart to rise to its highest self
From my material being inertia in thought
Struggling against the shackles of my daily life
Twisting my emotions to anger denying love
Awoken and alive the selfless love of spirit
Envelopes the radiant light of love within me
Beckoning me to a pathway of service
My Truth My Way My Light
May never this worldly darkness fade
Uncertain as love is, truth is a stranger, to those who seek mortal flesh, but chide union and companionship of mind. The truth I seek in the darkness alone, an old love burial, you die let me live.
Coming back to life, aware of all creations, beauty and tragedy. Is my love the illusion of a lady I foolishly seek, am I to be alone on this pathway, taking small steps in this unknown creation.
Spirit you walk with me I serve you, lessons learned I have found the truth I love.
Sleep the sleep of angels my love, the beast of the night is now slain, and you banished me to search again. So sleep the sleep of angels my love, saviour or sinner I loved you.
Mortal life is but a glimpse of all things, in our waking consciousness. What are memories, reflections naught but time can advocate. Time is a useless measure, as our reflections prove, nothing loses its forward momentum, in this revolving universe as life goes on.
Reflections of love when time makes no sense, moving forward I cannot go back, to thank you to tell you I love you. I converse with you within this moment, sadly this moment will leave me, and the future is a time, we do not dwell. I turn this moment to the past, to be with you, like an old favourite film, I press replay
Sadness manifests as I stumble into the next moment, seeing your smile feeling your words calling within my heart, do your best beautiful boy, live the best life you can. I tell you with all my heart I promise you the best I can, knowing you walk with me, where time does not exist, and love is eternal and still.
DEDICATED TO Elwyn Rowlands My Dad 27/11/29 – 14/10/15