Moments Soon to Come, by Gregg Hake
Squinting at the darkness,
I strain to feel the forms
Yet shapeless, indefinite-
Wafting like the morning brume,
Swept up by the sun.
My hearts hearkens
As heaven whispers-
Of moments soon to come.
Moments Soon to Come, by Gregg Hake
Squinting at the darkness,
I strain to feel the forms
Yet shapeless, indefinite-
Wafting like the morning brume,
Swept up by the sun.
My hearts hearkens
As heaven whispers-
Of moments soon to come.
Beautiful description of the place of abiding attentiveness – eager but contained, obedient to Heaven’s wise, integrated pulsing…
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Good to acknowledge our lives are a gift from heaven.
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I know this experience well! Those precious moments between sleep and fully awake, my mind is quiet, my heart is open and I’m listening for the impulses of Heaven. Beautiful poem. A treasure!
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