At four I hear you speak in your dreams
of great and beautiful Angels
soaring above and beyond
And if I didn’t believe
I would say that is not true
At four I hear you speaking
in your dream of spirit sitting
beside you
And if I didn’t believe
I would say that is not true
At four I see your eyes turn from
dark brown to the golden sun and I saw
my Creation and if I didn’t believe
I’d say that is not true
At four I hear you speaking to void
and my heart melt feeling your pain
And If I didn’t believe you
I would say that is not true
At four I hear you speaking in your
dream of great and beautiful holy
Angels soaring & beyond
And when I rise, I felt silence
I knew this was love
And if I didn’t believe there is
greatness I would say that is not true
At four I hear soft whisper of his grace,
his peace and I realize it was just only
me and you, with my eyes open in a dream
at Four.
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About the author
empressjournee
This bio will be short. I am a graduate of Medgar Evers College. Mother of three and grandmother. I love to read and write poetry.
To those who have been a great support in reading my website and those who just came across this poetry this will be the ending of my poetic journey for now. I hope there will be a new chapter in my life that will be a success and inspired people to be far better in their thoughts, words and deeds. I am working on myself and it’s been hard.... yet I am getting there. When I began my poetry, I felt so deeply inspired. Now when I write I just write (feeling burned out of all that has occurred and is occurring) and I am feeling as if my poetry isn’t moving in the manner that I feel it should because I have not place myself in a position to be active reading my poetry at live venues for my own personal reason. I wanted to thank those who took the time to read my poetry especially my love ones. Thank you for being on the journey with me. Peace and blessings.
Empress Journee