My Third Eye View

Will I see myself from your eyes,

Or my eyes?

Or open up my third eye instead,

And see myself,

In God’s eyes?

God has the highest vantage point,

A crystal clear visage,

Of all there is.

One fully expansive point of view…

A multi-dimensional, multi-layered,

multi-faceted stance,

To see all past lifetimes,

And future potentials with clarity…

Able to traverse with ease,

My deepest heart,

And reveal my highest aspirations,

Well ahead of me!

From my third eye perspective,

The Creator admires the excellence,

Of All creation…

One glorious work of perfection,

Made manifest in you and me!

And, we multifaceted diamonds,

Shining our crystal light outward,

Many-angled perspectives of one Creator source…

Please do hold your head up high!

And use your angelic heart, voice and mind,

To shine ever brighter,

Spreading God’s true light around…

You are a beautiful flicker,

One of God‘s creative lights,

A twinkle in God’s eye,

By my third eye estimation!

Our heavenly Father,

Delights in knowing,

Each soul glows,

In accordance with,

The brilliance or dimness,

Of their own.

-gilda patricia

Heaven Sent (2)

Two people who meet,

And share a precious love,

Like a graceful dance,

Never danced before,

A beautiful song yet unsung,

A sunrise witnessed,

From a unique vantage point,

Where no one ever stood…

Two souls who “get” each other are,

A rare find!

Maybe for just a blip in time,

Or perhaps a while more…

The love of a mother and child,

Two lovers, two trusted friends,

A four-legged friend,

Or sweet Jesus?

The who, what, where, when and why,

Pale in comparison,

To the precious gem of love,

They found.

Unruffled by time and space…

Sent down once on angel’s wings,

Now in heaven waits.

  • by gilda patricia

(This is my 2nd “Heaven Sent” poem written for All Souls Day in honor of Nana’s year anniversary in heaven.)

Peaceful Beach

My blues are blurred,

In this sandy pink Caribbean dreamscape,

The melodically lapping aqua sea,

Promotes a temporary lapse,

In past or future obsessions.

God’s Presence surrounds…

Restores, uplifts, revives,

Pressure points melt away,

As pain subsides.

I am lost in a soothing, oceanic song,

Pounding, thrashing, crashing waves,

Brush up on pristine, picturesque shoreline.

My ear canals are blanketed in serenity,

As eardrums keep joyful beat,

To one steady, easy, hypnotic tone,

Leaving me in the pink!

This is nature’s rhythm…

Any day is a good day,

To take a mini soulful vaca,

Awashed in peaceful beach sounds.

-by gilda patricia

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