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Citrine Flower
A Citrine Flower

 

Was I Once...

 

Was I one a pauper, a mogal or a King?

Was I once a gardener a cook or Queen?

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Did I walk a long walk

Through countries far and wide?

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Did I once have  husband?

Did I once have a bride?

 

I have ridden horses, elephants and tides

I have sipped peppermint tea in tents that shade sand tide

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I have loved the colours of dessert mountain and sea

Eaten fish caught by others, now caught by me

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I used the earth for shelter, in cave and forest too

Danced amongst the flowers and swam in waters blue

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Was I once a colour?

But were my eyes of green?

Of

blue or brown or hazel

or of another gleam?

 

Was my hair all flowing 

taken by waters in a stream?

or

a woman who was used

to fulfil some mans dream

 

Was I there to 

keep the peace 

or stir the pot 

for some other?

 

Have I been a grandparent? 

Have I been mother?

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Was I a slave girl?

or 

Queen in her Kings bed?

 

The contraries

the times gone by

The feelings and the know

Who knows how long this walk has been 

and just how much I'd grow

 

What matters is I am

A future is what I know

A future of experiences 

is carried where I go

 

I may not remember everything 

or who I did it with

But I do remember spirit life

during every shift

 

The shifting of the lessons

The experiences and times

What I know is I am

and I stay me all the time

 

I have a new interest

To discover who I am

Who I am as a spiritual being

How I fit into God's Plan

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It matters not my history

My past or labels so

What matters is my future

And how I intend it so

 

We get to places in ourselves

not so much more of this and that

 

But of a retuning home 

and 

this is definitely that

 

Forever light fields grow with Love

There's a new time now

​And I have been forgiven

For my way is love life vow

 

All my work has been blessed

For the times of

trying very hard

 

To live a life of harmlessness

is the story that I tried

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It will always be my story 

as intended so

 

But the parts that have tears 

are 

for others who shared the road 

 

It's the heart that drives 

My walk for God

Feels the greatest self to know

 

So I may clean a toilet

plant a flower in a pot

I may do this job 

But 

I know my Divine lot

 

You may see me as a sick girl

 girl who suffered so

A girl who was a meanie or didn't want to know

You may want to judge me or laugh at me alot

But I know through all these times

 

(forgot, I did not)

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​That it was a lesson

to liberate my soul

To understand 

the gifts God gave

Ones I didn't know

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Its taken years to get a grip

To stand a nice strong stand

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But all things born of Miracles

One Wants To Understand

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So I didn't speak right words at times

Some I scared a little so

​But I rode the waves and learnt to surf

Not a little undertaking 

No

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So the times we shared

when we cared or seem to not care much at all

​The process of the coal or sand has served its purpose

toil

 

There are some I stand before 

In Radiance

We Trust

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​This has been my purpose

So to Blessings

I do trust

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​To free self of fear and pain and suffering 

Love will grow

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It's easy my beloved, just let it happen so

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Place yourself in happy place and then just let it flow

​All the miracles are here

just ask 

​This is what I know

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​In confidence

of who I am

and what I now do know

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By Anna

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A Citrine Flower
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