Faith

6/18,7/6/09,1/14/10

Sometimes when I close my eyes
I can hear a distant hum
and all my thoughts begin to slow down
and I long to find out where its coming from.

A familiar place, my relative sound
a reminder I can smell and taste.
All wrapped up in this shadowed hum
as my thoughts become people walking outside of me
as faint as their voices, I'm listening to me.
But yet this dissonance comes from far away
from nothing I've seen or experienced to date
the source of the rumbling is foreign to me
yet memories surround me, swept up in its wake.

(to be continued...)

(a meditation on the message and mystery of our memories and dreams... after reading Celestine Prophecy and the Tenth Insight)