Poem -

The Trail Of We

The journey
to The Trail
Of We
Began
Sometime
ago
The exact
Moment 
Is
Uncertain

Possibly
Started
When
The vessel
To the
Soul
And 
Spirit 
Began
To
Age

At first
It
Appeared
That the
pilgrimage 
Was one
To
Be 
Done
Solo
the 
Concept
That the
Ones that
Passed
Before
Us
Are our
Guides
Was 
Initially
Incomprehensible.

The fact
Though
I am
Not
Alone

Dad
Grandma
Grandpa
And countless
Others
Trek
This
Hike
With
Me

When 
Our 
Senses
Are
Allowed
To
Remain
Still
The
Voices
of the
Afterlife 
Begin
To speak

This
Is a 
Truth
Of
The
KI

So much
Internal
Energy
Directed
By

Source
We
Cannot
Understand

In the
Reality
Is really
A prelude
To what
really
is

What a comfort
This
Is....

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Marion

'When our senses are allowed to remain still the voices of the afterlife begin to speak' ....this for me is not just words, I know it to be true Greg. They guide, advise and speak if we choose to listen. A very meaningful write ?

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