Mystic Weavings

A Poem by tkrosevear

The reason I was born, what my purpose is and how I will serve...

An ultimate reality believed from insightful gifts

Visions from Creator and my contemplative spirit uplifts

The reason I was born, a puzzle pieced with forgiveness divine

An expression of creativity connected, unrelated to bloodline

My greater purpose courses through the veins of my past

As surroundings are experienced with intimate contrast

I am meant to serve by transforming perceptions ignored

So that rites of passage are lived with a valued, inner reward

A deep satisfaction as I personally grow to share

That making a difference in the world is love in prayer

Each new breath of gratitude I’ll weave within nature

With discernment, not judgment to specific nomenclature

No monastery, castle or dogmatic school of thought

Just peace, love and devotion within, eternally walked and taught.

©TK Rosevear 1-27-2008

© 2008 tkrosevear

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Bookmanpc

Posted 13 Years Ago

Becca

TK,
You are spoken of so highly by those who have the honor of knowing you and now I see why.
This weaving is extraordinary.

Posted 16 Years Ago

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Hello my friend. I miss you. I hope that your are feeling well and send you good energy. This is a wonderful evocation of your gifts. You well understand how to live. Looking to read more of your work.

Posted 16 Years Ago

ShadowWolf

A beautiful poem, TK!

It seems that many from Gather are suddenly showing up here.

Posted 16 Years Ago

WritefromtheHeart

Oh TK...This is you...it is SO you!! I am so glad I found you on here and so glad you suggested it..I really like it! And I see Elsie down there...I'm going to go check her out also ;-) And there's my buddy Wildfleour...feels like home ;-)