HOLDING
BACK HURRICANES
(Written on
May 9, 2017, and finished on September 2, 2017 – When my son, Angelo, met with my son, John,
last December, 2016, the guard at the entrance noticed immediately that they
were brothers, and she kept saying, ¨You are a very powerful woman¨! I think she noticed something special about
my sons!)
The time
has come.
We can no
longer waver in the darkness.
Bring on my
sons;
Take this
shimmering ray of hope´s light to heart!
Waking from
prophetic dreams;
Storms of
thoughts forming as these times remain.
What
message can be brought to those who do not listen?
What
consolation for so much pain?
Feelings of
a love much stronger than any hurricane;
A
connection with Spirit that flitters like raindrops bordering on the insane.
What duty
or guilt lies in history´s disasters?
What key or
action can turn our fate or future?
The lands
are wet; no crops can grow.
The homeless,
displaced, walk in concern.
Mudslides,
like rivers flow;
The South
wind rules and begins to blow.
The time
has come; who will be prepared and waiting?
The time is
here; it is not the end, yet moreover the means.
Within our
souls shines fast and steady,
An almost unperceivable
faithfully, calm, promising, gleam.
By: Karla
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