Watch Out For The Seekers

I met James on the beach
Just as I did before
Wondering what he’d say
I wanted to learn more

We stood at the end
By the edge of the sea
The beach began to fill
With many a family

One little boy playing
I noticed near by
With bucket and spade
Then, time began to fly

The years passed quickly
And families returned
Drawn to the beach
Relaxation they yearned

The boy had grown
Now, a young lad
Still playing in the sand
Always fun to be had

But then he looked up
As he noticed near by
A man was ‘preaching’
He went to listen why

Returning to his play
It became known to me
Everyone was caught up
In their own lives, by the sea

The years carried on
The boy, now a man
Relaxed on the beach
Enjoying getting a tan

Eyes closed, deep in thought
A memory surfaced one day
Of hearing the ‘preacher’
And what he came to say

He walked in the direction
Of where he had heard
Thinking of the wisdom
Now evident in every word

As this happened I was told
People are caught up in living
Many not noticing around them
The beauty of what is given

But some will hear
And take it all in
Dormantly waiting
For their path to begin

They become a Seeker
Of Truth, Love and Light
Now set on a course
For a future so bright

‘Watch Out For The Seekers’
James said, and he went
I wrote the vision down
Acknowledging wisdom sent

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I became a Seeker
In the 90’s, years ago
Even these visions, at first
Their truth, I didn’t know

Things I first heard
Back in my distant past
Return with new meaning
Insightfulness hits at last

I write for the Seekers
Of the future and now
Guided by the inspiration
I receive, and I allow

This vision taught me
To never give in
Sharing my words of truth
Time will always win

Divine Timing unfolds
With joy I do my part
Sharing with all
With love from my heart

Trina Graves – 12th March 2019
Vision – 2003

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About This Poem

A week ago I added ‘Footprints Of Light,‘ and at the end I wrote that I it had just come to me that the visualizations I have been doing for many years are not just for me, and that I would be writing more poems about them. 

This week I have written many poems. Each time, before I start, I pray and ask for guidance for the title or theme, and the words. Three times the poems have been of these visions. This was the first poem I wrote this week and I knew, as soon as I asked, what it would be. The fact that it was of one of my visualizations, and out of them, the one chosen first to now write about, gives me confirmation of last weeks guidance.

For those who are interested, or want to find out more about my visions/visualizations I have a page with some details and links to the poems of my visions.