![]() GiftsA Poem by Celie Rose![]() innate gifts entrusted gifts![]() Gifts many of us are born with gifts. Innate gifts, and entrusted ones; from birth that were given from above. however, there are few that are selected and entrusted with special gifts carrying great burden and responsibility. Discernment, never-ending compassion, empathy, unconditional love are among those. abusing this grand privilege could result in dire consequences. so…carefully and cautiously, this one must tread; spreading a message of hope; that it is certainly not dead; it is still alive. also helping those who are deeply in despair, is her mission detail. consequently, there was a subtle nudge; soft reminder and whisper. reasonably, discernment did disturb her. glimpses, flashes, places, de ja vu over and over again; unknowable things speaking within; about people she’d never met before, creaped her out! unexpected encounters, spontaneously feeling of others bothering her, by simultaneously delivery, her reacting, understanding, compassion, empathy and agape’ love heightened. she did become very frightened. meanwhile, realizing she was quite different; her importance needs a-mentioning. t’was a hard struggle, battle, upheaval, wrestling within her essence because of her defiance and rejection; of this something that always will be part of her; ignorance is blissful, she thought. in the beginning, never taking time; setting aside her inner-most self reflections, stubbornly resisting. she fought against her gift, did not want anything to do with it. why me? why me? don’t want this misery! i’m not worthy! i’m nobody! obviously something wrong with me! in frustration, she cried and pleaded! missing her specific reason regarding an upcoming journey. simply did not understand why these things were happening. her glass was negatively half-empty; not half-full, being her point of view; thinking that her gift was no more than a curse instead of a blessing; she continued insisting. feeling perplexed, afraid, scared, confused; arrayed in complete dismay; trying to run away and escape; in helpless denial with an up-side-down smile and frown she did wear. pulling back, avoiding, fighting against, totally refusing to accept. surrender was inevitable, there is reason for everything she did ponder. accepting that she had meaning and purpose, uncertainty, doubt and disbelief did flee, giving her relief and peace. she is wise; born with a vail covering her eyes. she is an old soul; processing the ability to discern, two-fold; this she did not study or learn. her age does not apply in this matter at all. almighty walks through her. he guides her well; obtaining spiritual direction and understanding of things, that most cannot comprehend. she is fashioned with a glow of never-ending compassion; attracting all walks of life despite her shy quiet demeanor. she does not stand out in the crowd or draw unwanted, warranted attention, or trouble, she does not cause. she is unassuming, plain, nothing special for naked eyesight. but...she exudes abnormal intelligence; she is firm when need be, well-spoken, has no bad intention, naturally honest, innocently curious; reserved and modest in action and word, and as everyone else, she is not perfect.
© 2016 Celie RoseAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() Celie RoseSyracuse, NYAboutI am Celie Rose. I am a novice writer. My reason for being here is to learn. I want to write poetry, short stories, and, eventually, novels and screenplays. Put my ideas down in writing and be creativ.. more..Writing
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