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An Angel at Grasmere Cumbria by Robert Mason
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Angels at Derwentwater Cumbria by Robert Mason
An example of "Visual Poetry"
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Life On Hold
I was greeted at the door, I felt welcomed, and walked in,
Another group of strangers, booked for clairvoyant reading:
“Our family want to hear whatever you can say,
But first please meet my Mum,
Just follow me this way”
In the middle of the home, a room... bed, table, flowers,
Two armchairs, and tv to while away the hours,
Of a lady age late sixties, nicely dressed, on her own,
Living with her family, yet somehow quite alone
“I see your husband in spirit”, I couldn’t help but say
“A man who truly loved you, and still loves from far, away”
The lady smiled, then her eyes dropped, “Can I continue?” words I said,
She whispered “Yes” and I revealed, my vision, a hospital bed,
Her husband pale, on life support, a doctor stood nearby,
I told this lady my vision, she began to cry,
“I killed him, I took his life, for six years I’ve hid away,
I haven’t left this room, I stopped my life that day”
Shocked by her painful outburst, then my vision came more clear,
The doctor asked permission, “No hope for him my dear,
to switch off life support”, the lady froze with fear
I was looking at the scene, as if a bird’s –eye view,
She left the ward just walking, not knowing what to do
The scene played out in front of me, shortly she returned.
The doctor turned to see, inside her feelings burned,
In spirit her husband came, his lifeless body set him free,
He whispered in her ear:
"Please say “Yes” and release me".
And “Yes” is what she said, not knowing how she could,
She blamed herself for saying yes, and didn’t want to live
I described to her my vision, “Oh my.... you couldn’t know this,
I believe you, and now I see ...my husband wanted this”,
"I know now I didn’t kill him, no longer carry blame"
I said “Your husband wants to see you... live your life again”
I left her to give more readings, then at the evening’s end,
I went into the lounge, and was greeted like a friend,
“Mum’s life is no longer on hold, tomorrow she wants to go shopping,
New life, new strength, Mum’s back, after years of praying and hoping!"
Now you're gone
You were here yesterday,
now you're gone, passed away,
Cruel death has victory.
News came swift that you had died,
It couldn't be, I screamed, denied,
Grief took hold, I cried and cried.
There are no answers from the world around,
In your religion is salvation found?
Busy world knows not what to say,
Like an express train on their way,
Material lives, living for today.
Science claims answers in this modern world,
We are but dust, we have no soul,
rich or poor, boy or girl.
My grief takes hold, and overwhelming,
Bewildered, lost, darkness closing in,
Can't accept won't see you again.
My eyes are blind, but you can see,
I just don't feel you near to me.
Your soul is near, you still exist,
Life's cruel illusion is a mist.
Your soul is free of all the pain,
Yet, you're surprised, you are the same,
Heaven is beautiful, you know that now,
Others you loved are there somehow.
Heaven is real, green valleys and trees,
Flowers caressed by gentle breeze,
No pain, no fear, love is the air,
A place like home, ready for you there.
You try to reach to tell me this,
Yet, the wall between us, impenetrable mist,
of material world teaching souls don't exist,
Leaves me trapped in grief,
Time stops, I twist... and cry.
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OUR GUARDIAN ANGELS ACCOMPANY US IN HEAVEN
A Library in Heaven
My soul set free from my body, my life
I float on a path towards a building white,
The Heaven I hoped for shines all around
I breathe air of love, see beauty profound.
Heaven is light, love, joy and peace
Beauty, safety, I feel wonderful, at ease,
I see radiant Angels, sense power of the Creator above,
Overwhelming, infinite, unconditional love.
Heaven offers rest, to recover from life’s pain,
Then time to review, start learning again.
A brilliant white building in front of me
Is a place of further learning, a Library,
I see before me many books of life,
For everyone who ever lived their toils, their strife,
Their joy, sorrow, happiness, fun,
The times they had to fight, battles lost and won.
I see a book now, with my name bold and clear,
Should I reach to grasp it?
My Angel guide says “Don’t fear”,
Each page is a day of your life we did give
Every moment, every minute I may view and relive.
I open a page of happiness and joy
Go back to my childhood when I was a boy,
My Angel guide told me, in a most gentle way,
to visit a page where my life went astray.
Did I hurt others? I was blind but now see,
I now feel the hurt, caused directly by me.
I can enter the page, and I’m in life again
At that moment in time when I caused someone pain
I can work it through differently not self-centred, but care,
Understand how others feel, learn how to share.
I awoke, it was dawn,
Was this a vision, had I dreamed?
I’m alive, not passed away, it was real, so it seemed.
A Journey to Heaven
I feel love as energy, I see colours of every flower,
I see nature in glory, Creation's finest hour,
Love's radiant colours, as a rainbow sky,
O'er dawn and sunset, I am free to fly.
Flying onward, I see colours turn pure white,
A new scene before me, beautiful and bright,
Pure radiance of the Heavenly Light.
I feel love as never known before,
Joy, elation, warm and pure,
Love, as coming home can be,
Warm embrace envelops me,
Tears of joy run down my cheek,
Lost for words, no need to speak.
Simply for us, a Heaven of love,
Unconditional love that shines above,
A Oneness for all whose hearts are good.,
Life's meaning revealed, and understood,
Joy in eternity, existing as love.
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Angels show us the Oneness of Heaven and Earth
The Dove
A hundred doves swept o’er the sky,
White, innocent beauty, they did fly,
and circled back, I knew not why,
Rising, falling, before my eye,
A oneness, yes, a oneness, I couldn’t deny.
One dove broke away, glided down to me near
Wanting to be close, no wild bird fear.
This single dove, was of all doves ever,
as if the only one,
In its beauty, oneness of every dove,
since Creation, time begun.
A message came across that when we pray,
A part of Heaven's Oneness may come our way,
A fleeting moment to worship,
that our lives be blessed,
To pray for hopes, needs,
and ask forgiveness.
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When we are still our Guardian Angels may help us sense the peace and love of Heaven
In Stillness
In stillness, look at a beautiful flower,
A bloom of colour, and fragrance,
- Nature’s finest hour
In stillness, gaze at night-time sky,
The stars, the universe,
- And wonder why.
In stillness, let spirit wonder free,
Sense the love of God,
- True reality.
In stillness, and peace,
Inwardly pray,
For strength and guidance
On life’s difficult way.
In stillness you may find
That time matters not,
Timeless peace rediscovered,
- Perhaps almost forgot
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When we leave our physical life and pass across to Heaven, the Angels show us that every day in our life was as if writing a new page in a diary.
Each experience was captured and remembered. Angels show us that our memories are an important .part of our soul development.
MEMORIES
Days of old, days of gold,
Our memories are as autumn shades.
Life was "Nothing special" at the time,
Yet, looking back I can now define,
those precious moments that stand out,
With a warmth and fondness that remove all doubt,
That the "Nothing special" was important to me,
In this life, that to others seemed so ordinary.
A SOUL WITHIN ANIMALS
Little bird, enchanting song, perching on your tree,
Your tiny eyes look out, yes, you notice me.
My pet dog is so lovable, I see happiness in his play,
He shows anger at a stranger, sadness when I'm away.
How can my dog show emotions?
Animal is his nature,
Might the world believe all life has soul,
sometime in the future?
Spirit of Nature comes in small drops,
from an ocean wide,
Animals have small drops, of soul energy inside.
Human soul is bigger, that cannot be denied,
Yet, when my dog looks in my eyes,
I know he has a soul inside.
Signs
Those in Heaven, know they still have life,
They try to break through our tears and strife
From the realm of love, they often bring signs,
Accompanied by feelings of soul divine
It might be a clock, stopped at the time when they passed
Time stands still in Heaven, life’s journey over at last
In dreams we may walk, holding hands with our friend
Such dreams vivid and real, until dawn brings an end
A white feather just there, fallen out of the sky
A sign from a loved one whose soul can now fly
It might be a song, unexpectedly heard
Favourite song of loved one, with meaningful word
A bird might approach, no wild bird fear
And stay looking on, friendly and near
A butterfly at a funeral in mid wintertime,
A true sign from Heaven from soul divine
A light in your home that fades and comes bright
A signal “I am here” from a loved one at night
Signs bring emotions for those who understand,
You may sense them if you believe they offer their hand
Love knows no boundaries between Heaven and Earth
Love reunites us in spirit, our soul’s precious wealth.
A Person Who Cares
"Please find me food, I’m hungry,
please give me water I’m dry,
Don’t leave me, don’t ignore me, or I will surely die"
"You are a stranger here amongst us, in this war-torn famine land
Please show me that you care, show me you understand"
The stranger stopped and said, “Your suffering, I understand”,
“I will lead you away from here, come, please take my hand,
To a place of food abundance, where water freely flows
To a land of peace and freedom, where children learn and grow”
The suffering all followed this stranger, her goodness they all knew,
Are you a caring person?
Could this stranger, perhaps, be you?
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Words
We use words to communicate,
We use words to learn,
Words express love and happiness,
Words also can be fun.
Words may cause harm if the truth we twist,
Barriers and opportunities missed.
Words can lead to fights, suffering, and pain,
Words from self-centred people,
seeking personal gain.
Relationships take time to build,
Yet, in seconds words may destroy, despair,
Do such words ever do anything,
to get us anywhere?
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Ever wondered why some people are so determined to do something to help others? Why some people are determined to work helping animals, nature, or the environment?
I believe that many people are given a "Calling". This is a gift from Heaven via the Angels to do a particular task. The task is part of a Divine Plan to make sure that every aspect of life has people interested in caring and working to cherish, protect, repair and bring healing
A Calling
Someone called my name – no-one there,
I heard it again – from where?
Perhaps imagination, yet, inner-feelings, new sensation
Heightened awareness, inspiration.
I must help others, I must show care,
New ideas in my mind, guiding me – where?
Yes, I now see it clearly, people suffering out there.
I know it won’t be a perfect way,
Somehow, I’ll help others each day,
No longer thinking just about me,
Money, pleasure, living selfishly.
A new driving force, like fire within,
I must get started, I must begin,
Trying to help others, new goals in sight,
It matters more that I try, than to always get it right.
Touching lives, kindness, goodness, share,
Giving, helping, my new purpose is to care.
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The Path of Life
Through life I travelled every day,
Somewhere, I took the wrong path, on my way,
Hostile people stopped me, wanting fight,
The fight had no winners, no wrong or right,
Fighting ended because I showed care,
People now accepted me, friendship to share.
I travelled again on this unknown path,
Hunger and thirst, no rod, no staff.
I came across food, replenished my supply,
A voice in the distance for food did cry,
I tried to ignore them, my food was my own,
I turned back to help, I had spiritually grown
I fed the poor stranger, offered my hand,
To a place on the path, food abundance land
I moved on, my search, emptiness inside,
A search for love to heal pain, deep down I did hide,
Path went over mountains, heat and cold,
My clothes were but rags, I felt weary, old,
In search of greater meaning, fulfilment, and truth,
Inner happiness I hadn’t found whilst in my youth.
I travelled further on this path, rounded a bend,
My path went two ways to journey’s end,
The first was for learning, hard lessons I’d seen,
The second, now open, almost a dream,
I took this second path, better in deeds and thought,
Now caring for others, from lessons life had taught,
Then I saw a Light ahead, as I rested by a tree,
My beautiful Guardian Angel waiting all along for me.
INTUITION
Intuition emanates from our soul, our inner being,
From within the realms and depths of clear seeing.
Without eyes or words, a sense of just knowing,
The answers to problems that have been growing,
Worries in our mind, decisions to make,
Crossroads in life, the direction to take.
Intuition may come quickly, when answers hard to find,
Sudden knowingness from somewhere,
see clear, no longer blind.
Messages from Guardian Angels,
into our soul, deep within,
Mysterious whisperings, once dormant,
their guidance now begin,
Lift the veil, the link with Heaven,
Our Angels try to help,
They see a bigger picture,
the best way forward for yourself.
Believe your intuition, let inner wisdom guide,
Answers to life's problems, will come from deep inside.
Guardian Angels always with you
will help you from above,
Intuitive guidance through your life, in unconditional love.
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Projecting our thought
In Heaven we speak by projecting our thought,
Perfect communication, no need to be taught.
Language is difficult, a baby must learn,
In life we must speak, so important to earn,
our place in society.
In our life as humans, our thoughts we express,
Through speaking, writing, what we do, how we dress.
Our memory of Heaven may no longer be there,
We are physical, human, may never think or care,
about our soul.
Guardian Angels from Heaven, our spiritual home,
Project thoughts to our mind, as through life we roam,
They try to guide us on paths, life fulfilment to find,
Sense their help through our feelings, hear their thoughts in our mind.
Express our thoughts in prayer to the unconditional love,
Of those trying to help us in Heaven above.
Our prayers will be answered, we may suddenly know,
The way through our problems, our Angels will show.
Perhaps it would be good to stop in our busy life and feel the spiritual realities of beauty and peace.
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We may sense our Angels with us when we are close to nature
Walking
A gentle Spring morning, the sun and blue sky,
Delicate white clouds, floating high,
I walked up a steep path, into the trees,
Tall branches filtered sun, calm shelter from breeze.
A timeless rustling of leaves,
Restless movements of air,
As the wind high above rushed to who knows where,
Wildflowers of blue, lilac, yellow around,
Birds singing above me, their own sweet sound.
I felt at peace with the world, aware of creation,
A beautiful, warm, uplifting sensation.
I wandered endlessly on, not once did I tire,
‘Till end of day came, the sky alive with fire,
The red, orange and purple, its beauty show,
Sunset o’er distant mountains, melted into a glow.
I prayed inwardly to God, and felt heightened awareness,
My soul in harmony with creation,
Through nature’s sweet caress.
Feelings About Life
Days and weeks go quickly by,
New seasons come, time seems to fly,
Strong winds blow, and calm again,
Cold winter snow, then summer rain,
Rivers ever onward flow,
Life moves on, children grow.
Life sometimes hard, and bleak and grey,
For such is life, and nature’s way.
Life can be happy, healthy good,
Feel that way always, wish we could!
Life moves onwards, new sensations,
Yet, all of us need strong foundations.
What never should change, when we take stock,
Is our faith in God, our strength, our rock.
CHRISTMAS EVE
Christmas Eve, dark, and cold outside,
Our family gather at this yule tide.
Our manor house is warm and bright,
Good food and wine, candles, fire light.
A knock resounded on front door,
Our servant answered "I implore,
there's a young girl Sir, who begs your time",
"I will speak with her when I've finished my wine",
The girl looked pale, her clothes but rags,
her shoes were worn, two empty bags.
"Please Sir, have you food to spare?
my mother is ill, my father not there,
He died last year, I have sisters three,
We are but children, will you help me?"
"We live in the cottage, near the old well,
There is no road, no-one to tell",
I said: "Fill her bags with bread and meat,
vegetables, cakes, so they can eat",
"May your mother get well, see her I will,
In New Year to help through winter chill"
"What is your name?" I gently asked.
"My name is Alison Grey, I do all the tasks,
I am the eldest child, you see,
My brother died, now its up to me",
Young Alison left, and gave her thanks,
Into dark night, snow on high banks.
Come New Years Day, we went for a walk,
Cold winter sun, my wife and I talked,
Of the poor family of Alison Grey,
"We must pay them a visit, It's over this way",
I remember the cottage, near the old well,
I'd not been there in years, my wife did me tell.
Footpath overgrown, "Oh, those poor souls unknown,
How had they lived there, on their own?"
We passed through the wood, it was darker, tall trees,
The sunshine was hidden, I felt the cold breeze,
Then, out to a clearing, we'd reached the old well,
The cottage was empty, no-one there I could tell.
It was then that we saw graves almost hidden away,
A headstone: "Here lies the body of Alison Grey",
She had died ten years earlier, on Christmas Day.
I had trained as a Methodist preacher, having been a Christian most of my life, yet I couldn't describe Heaven. Now in later life my clairvoyant gift has become stronger and I now see Heaven as a real place with beautiful gardens and landscapes. We may have a room or a house or building similar to Earth. Colours are intense. We will meet our Guardian Angel and loved ones who have been waiting for us.
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The Archangel
The first of May 1999, an Archangel appeared before me, Divine
Spring morning, sun shining, air sweet as wine,
Yet the beauty and radiance before me a sign...from Heaven
I bowed down in fear, but fear did not last,
Archangel before me, from Holy Scriptures past,
His flowing robes, radiant, shone so bright as I saw,
A face of understanding, a moment beyond awe.
I was drawn to His eyes, full of love I was seeing,
He knew who I was, knew my life, knew my being,
Unconditional love, and forgiveness for mistakes I was feeling.
“Come with me” was the message, and I swiftly did rise,
A path of light from Heaven, then to my surprise,
Into view came a place of landscape, beauty, so real,
Green valleys, trees, flowers, vivid colours, I could feel.
The air that I breathed was unconditional love,
All around me, surrounding, and a sense of Higher Heavens above.
“This is “First Heaven”, Archangel did say,
“A place of rest for souls when they leave life’s day”,
I could see people in joy, as they danced in this place,
Where all good souls enter from our human race
There were houses and gardens, and white buildings too,
A library in Heaven holding a book of life for you.
Archangel, radiant, up again we did rise,
To a Higher Heaven of cloud, and to my surprise,
Angels were working, planning and healing life,
Helping those on Earth through adventures and strife.
The Angels nearby turned towards me and smiled,
They bowed down to Archangel, and I stopped for a while,
Above me a Light of Third Heaven of our Creator
The Source of all Purpose, God of Love, and our Saviour
.....Jesus Christ with the Father
“It is time to return,” Archangel did say:
“I have a purpose for you, to help others each day,
“The Angels will bring visions and messages to you,
For those in grief from bereavement, so you can help them through”.
“Another gift will be healing, though your body be weak,
The Angels will bring healing, for those who seek...Healing from you”,
“A gift of seeing the First Heaven, whenever you need,
A gift of knowledge of Life’s meaning
The Universe, the Seed...Of Life”
I suddenly was back, my feet on the ground,
Archangel was gone,
No-one near but the sound
Of a perfect Spring morning,
Birds singing around,
...With the joy of Life