Tell me again
I am alone and listening.
Tell me again
I can now see the glistening.
Show me the place
From whence I was born.
Show me the place
To which I am sworn.
- Comment
- Reblog
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
Gregory Hake 
We all have a purpose in this life, and it is our responsibility to identify it and to refine our ability to fulfill it. To do this takes dedication and a willingness to step off the well worn path that has been beaten by many feet through the ages. The guidance is available to do this. To increase wisdom, we must already do what we know is right.
LikeLike
very nice!
LikeLike
Keep me within
Longed Thy Light has my heart
Keep me within
That once home, no sway holds the dark.
LikeLike
Thank you for sharing your heart Gregg. I am so mindful in these days of our inherent destiny, and our specific quest to fulfill that destiny.
LikeLike
Your words bring to light our sacred birthright. They are from the deepest place of ourselves. Thanks for sharing such depth.
LikeLike
it penetrates right to the heart of the matter
LikeLike
It is so easy to become confused here, to lose the precious ideals that we were once. But within the still awareness we can once more find the key. And they whisper in our ears once more “know who you are”.
LikeLike
Wonderful poem. This is the quality of legacy for our children, perhaps they’ll read and inquire to themselves of the meaning and implications. Thank you Gregg.
LikeLike
Beautiful poem Gregg!
LikeLike