After Evensong. for friend Tate.

narrative Verse

 

 

After Evensong.

 

The final echoes die away.

The ancient church in silence lay.

There was no sound that could be heard.

But suddenly my vision blurred.

 

I know not what came over me

But I was privileged to see.

The old church as it used to be

 in technicolour vividly.

 

The stonework new and gleaming white

reflecting back the candlelight

From burning candles everywhere.

So bright I found it hard to bear.

 

Each choir stall was occupied.

A sight which filled my heart with pride.

The priest before the altar stood

 and by some quirk I understood.

 

The classic Latin of the mass

Although I flunked my Latin class.

The splendour of the spectacle.

To me became a miracle.

 

It seems I had gone back in time

 and seen a vision so sublime.

I hesitate to share with you

 you won’t believe it’s true.

 

And yet it seemed so real to me

I can’t erase the memory.

I still remember vividly

 the vision that was granted me.

 

I don’t pretend I can explain

 A vision I won’t see again.

One time is quite sufficient

 to witness a long past event

 

The doctors say that I passed out

That they are wrong I have no doubt.

They have the sheer audacity

to question my veracity..

 

I do not think the doctors know

for certain what caused me to go

Back through time where I could see

 a fragment of past history.

 

Their tight closed minds will not allow.

them to accept that then and now.

Had somehow blended into one

 magnificent perception.

 

They are entitled to their view

They can’t accept it could be true.

Their training leads them to suppose.

I dreamt whilst I was comatose.

 

These days I rarely tell my tale.

So few believe that is true

Why waste my breath to no avail

Now that I’ve told my tale to you.

 

Do you believe it could be true
please give me your honest view.

Don’t say yes to humour me

I much prefer straight honesty.

 

Tuesday, 04 January 2011

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Reviews

[Magdelena]

As always this is yet another fine write from one whose vision always has me in awe. I find myself looking into your piece and seeing all that is inside it. Things are sometimes unknown to others may be known to some. I believe in seeing into the past, or Deja Vu, as some would like to call it. There are times when explanations on certain things can not be explained or understood, yet to ourselves we know them as truth..

Another grand write my friend

mags xx

[Nothing Personal]

Our brain is capable of far more things than we can possibly imagine. People who have Near Death Experiences often speak of having seen a very bright light, of having heard a very pleasing sound and even sometimes seeing their own self from the top. Science can explain this as just a vision , a brain's response to weaker oxygen flows or an insitinctive response to near death. But we will never know for sure. I admire your language, your vivid description and as I get to know its from experience I thank you for sharing. Although Deja Vu is different from NDE , I just related em. But Deja Vu has a clear explanation, NDE doesn't.

Enough of my blabberings. I really liked your poem is what I wanted to say..Great write.... I enjoyed reading this and it's making me think and I like to think ( on these grounds). Thank you.

[Tate Morgan]

I cant say I am qualified to give an answer.I think the brain when it fears death or senses it releases drugs to overcome the it.In so dong and low on oxygen I think many see things that are well either true or imagined What does it matter.What matters is your reality.If it is true to you Than that's good enough for me.Some things are beyond explanation and that is why a thought is greater than a universe And who is to say what is reality and what is fiction.If what you experienced was real to you Then I say you experienced it .I cant deny that a lucid man is telling me something that seems impossible But life isa mystery and i would rather accept that it happened then to spend a life without hope .This is why i LIKE YOU You believe what you thinkis true until something else proves it wrong But you unlike almost everyone I know are willing to change if you find a better view .this is what makes you special you question you question even yourself bravo

[Ruth]

This is really interesting love, on one hand you have it as a tale, a charming and thought provoking piece, on the other, wow! This happened! I say with sincerity, that it is of no surprise to me lol

For I truly believe that these things happen, a slice of the past can return, its part of being aware! This reality is not all it seems, if we and reality, are merely waveforms, then it goes without saying that this can happen, it just means we are aware of the fact and it means that we can see into the past and future :)

It is almost like a deja vu feeling and I often times have the feeling that everything is wavering around me, about to peel its skin and let me see what is beyond this plain! If that makes sense, just some people can see things better than others :)

Great write love, interesting :)

xx