“The soul faithfully comes to our aid through dreams, deep emotion, love, the quiet voice of guidance, synchronicities, revelations, hunches, and visions, and at times through illness, nightmares, and terrors.”
― Bill Plotkin, Nature and the Human Soul
he came and said to me,
that many fathoms beneath the seas,
in the depths so great
shifts in bedrock
intense feelings beyond stillness
of secret witness.
When unknown vows were revealed,
A tsunami came and took the night,
the breath of life was hushed
and seagulls from the shore had fled,
soaked my bed.
In silence no creature moved,
lucidity had been confused.
Souls submerged beneath the waves,
Waters lapped on sands subdued
of a pensive mood.
Rescued from a fate I knew
of renewal blew.
Messages that evolve
are the shuffling of