A Messenger

I met a chap called Arnold at the Circle of Love. During a moment we shared he conveyed a message to me. He told me that he could see that I was on a quest for clarity. He said other things but truth be told I do not remember it all. But I do remember the overwhelming sense of love, and that he was delivering a message that I needed to hear.

I am on a quest for clarity. This new phase may be but a next-beginning, but it has begun in earnest.

A Messenger

You were a messenger,
Your words they touched so softly,
You spoke of clarity, of grace,
You were God in that place.

Your words words held me carefully,
You bowed as I did to,
Your hand I had to kiss,
And I cried the joy in you.

(c) Copyright 2009, Carmien Owen