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Gone

They say that you are gone

And you will not come again

But still I feel you surrounding me

Most especially in the deepening dark of night

When proximity to midnight draws back the veils

That separate our world from the spirit world

Then it is that I feel your soul

Surrounding me in love

Reminding me that heaven is not really above

But rather all around us here

And then I remember the time of year

When the ancestors came calling you home

On the night before they embarked

From the motherland

On the final night December 11

We helped you to stand

Although you were in great pain

There was a rabid wild anxiety 

Flooding every cell

As you told us 

I must get going 

Did you hear them calling your name

Reminding you it was time to come home again?

Oh how hard it was to leave you that night

And I never saw you conscious again

The time had come for you to leave us

But if the world now tells me you are gone

I must say I don’t believe it

For as long as I am alive 

You will live on 

In my heart, in my memories and in the love

That longed for you and sometimes met you

And other times failed to 

As all the greatest of loves

Experienced on this earthly plain

So often do

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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  1. This is so beautiful Deborah. And I KNOW that sense if being calked Home. I almost died one night when I had cancer, and I heard the calling. But in the end, I came back here because unbeknown to me, there was work to do. My father died in 2001 and I felt the tearing of the veil as he went. So sad Deborah, but with great beauty in it too. Thankyou for opening your heart

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    1. Aww so it was about my Mum’s last night and I felt she heard the calling but its interesting you heard it too.. I do believe you have important gifts to give the world through your story, through finding light in the deepest darkness and through the strength you found in the jaws of the most incredible spiritual and emotional hardship. We need you ❤ ❤

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