This is about a person that can see visions, through their imagination, maybe made up by the mind or maybe not, but the person goes forth with it and just accepts and lets it be. Who wants to participate with this skill will and those who don’t won’t.

 

In my minds eye,

I can see visions

that come by and by.

Good and bad

do not escape me,

sometimes I wish that it had.

I think that mostly

it is my imagination

that causes me to see

what I know can happen

and what can be.

It gives me great stress

to try and guess

what a vision may mean.

Sometimes they are the scariest

I have ever seen.

The mind can play tricks

and give false information.

Causing feelings of elation or

feelings of degradation.

These visual thoughts

were not sought,

but spirit brought.

They mean only

 what they will

and are only so real

to an audience

that chooses my skill.

I sometimes see nothing

for reasons unknown me,

unless it is a vision

 I was not meant to see.

I am protected

from seeing certain things

that could damage me in spirit

and all that it brings.

My visions are mine,

whether I like it or not,

but I use it for good,

and nothing more.

I think this is the reason

I was given this door.

 

Image via Wikipedia

 

Image via Wikipedia

 

 

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  • LOVELYHONEY on Dec 26, 2009

    I am minds visionary

    all day and night i see

    what a mind can ever be

  • jaysonv on Dec 26, 2009

    what a lovely post.. thanks!

  • drelayaraja on Dec 26, 2009

    very good poem :)

    well written

  • Stan Wilson on Dec 26, 2009

    very lovely poem,well written….choice

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