Deja Vu

Today I see a higher power in my life.

I don't feel as though I control it all,

But as something calls to me,

I must make my own desicion still.

I try to walk a path of honestly and hope.

I beg to be true to myself.

I see a potential journey;

I'm eager to follow.

My skin tingles with rememberance.

My mind feels the sweet embrace of a memory

That hasn't yet happened,

But feels so real already.

I have a small grasp of whats happeneing,

But it slips aways before I truely grasp it.

By the time the memory it over,

I'm smiling ...

I've finally found my path;

I've stepped right into the path of

Where I'm suppose to be.

If I was lost I didn't know it,

Although I have this overwhelming feeling

Of being found.

Reviews

[Alias Fletcher]

I loved the words, "My skin tingles with rememberance."

This poem is heart-spoken; there is a hope and a promise to yourself. Beautiful! Hugs&Love, charly