We are the Wayseers
We come from all generations
All Lands
All races
For, we are the Wayseers
We appear to the world as sheep
Yet, we have the eyes of the eagle
The heart of the lion
We are resilient
We are strong
We are patient
We follow not the dictates of politicians, priests or money changers
We only hold dear the words of the Prophets,
The Saints of all ages
And
Those who Serve The Good
For, they were thee Wayseers before our arrival upon this Earth
As we will be the Wayseers for those yet to come
For, you see us not
Yet, we see you clearly and compassionately
With a vision that is crystal clear
For, we are the Wayseers
Sometimes we see the road so far ahead
That we miss seeing events so near at hand
For, we are the Wayseers
Demeaned
Discredited
Shunned
By those of dim vision who see and hear so little
Lost in false images of non-reality
For, we are the Wayseers
Undetoured by those of weakness and dim vision
We fight not with weapons
With fists
Not even with words
For, we listen quietly to That Which Is the Essence of All
That forms worlds yet to come
For, we are the wayseers
We stay the course
We sacrifice
We endure
We show the way toward sanity
and
A brighter future
For, we are the Wayseers
We travel Lightly
and
Joyfully
Sharing with all the gifts we have been given
For, we are the Wayseers
Though rarely seen
We always see the road ahead
Always knowing the way
So that others may follow safely
For, we are the Wayseers
Come join us
And
Then, many more can and very willingly
Say
For, we are the Wayseers
© 2014 M.N. Hopkins
Note: This was written yesterday, 27 September 2014 at my kitchen table and published for the first time on my blog today. A place I am often nourished by creativity. At first, four lines came to me and then as the day progressed, I added more until the final product which you see before you here today.
If you wish to read more of my poems, please click on the link provided below:
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10 comments:
Thanks for your poem!
I like the feeling of it... It gave a sense of that there is hope - and despite that the world today might seem mad and turbulent, eventueally things will sort out, that something good will come out from the world today, no matter how dark it might seem...
And interesting to read how you explain that your poem developed during the day... I will keep that technique in mind if I will write music or poems in the future, that the complete thing doesn't have to come within 5 seconds ;)
Love this, Mike! I'm putting it up at Notes. Thank you for your inspiration.
Pam
Thanks Pam.
Really appreciate your support. Glad that you took this poem to heart.
Kindest & warmest rregards,
Mike
Hello Magnus:
Glad that you liked it. Works of art are sometimes created in their owwn time.
Take care,
Mike
Yes, I want to be a Wayseers!
Hello Loevi.
Perhaps you already are and just don't know it yet. Thanks for your visit & comment. Nice to hear from you again.
Kindest & warmest regards,
Mike
Great poem Mike - well done.
M.B.
Thanks MB.
Warmest & kindest regards,
Mike
Michael - What did you have for breakfast??? I want some.
Seriously, this is one of the loveliest pieces I've read for ages.
Strikes a very deep chord.
Much love,
Maggie
(I don't know how to post on your site - feel free to copy this if you like)
Hello dear Maggie:
You always get It. Thank you so much for your kind words.
Kindest & warmest reggards,
Mike
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