Did You Get The Message?
A four-leaf clover,
a bluebird in flight
omens from realms
unseen by mortal sight.
A breath of light
when weariness weighs,
a hush of healing
in fevered days.
Threads of the divine
woven in silence
angelic pulses,
shifts in frequency,
the shimmer of feathers
left like breadcrumbs on the path.
A penny glints in dusted gold
did you feel the nudge?
Did the veil grow thin?
Have you found the message
etched in wind,
carried in dream,
resting at the water’s edge?
Faith
the quiet flame
that guides us through
the shadows and the stars.
Have you found yours?
Perhaps…
a feather by a creek
was the answer all along.
6 thoughts on "Did You Get The Message?"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
I really appreciate the way you blend the seen with the unseen, the material with the etherial. Love the ending.
You certainly may ignore me, but two things to ponder:
Does the breadcrumb simile “work,” or does it weaken. I’m having trouble with the comparision of feathers to breadcrumbs. Do the feathers stand strongly enough on their own? (I think they do.)
Do you need “Have you found yours?” Who is the “you?” My gut feeling (which could be totally wrong for what you are wanting to say) is that this line weakens that lovely ending. Just something to think about.
This really is beautiful!
Thank you for your observations! I’m not sure on the breadcrumb line honestly im not even sure if I like the line or even the piece itself. But one thing I do like is the last stanza as it is. The you is the reader, which is what I assumed everyone who read it would think. I didn’t write this about me I wrote it about “you”.
The sparse lines, combined with the images sprinkled throughout, make this a poem which the reader wants to re-read.
Thank you!! 💜
I love this poem!
Thank you so much! It makes me so happy when someone enjoys <3