Here is a poem I wrote, having had hidden memories revealed and confirmed.
My Eternal Memory Suppressed
(c) Roger Macdivitt 2009
My spirit, like a Petrel, soared.
Love’s thermal warmth assisting passage.
High above the chilled, churned, sand floored
Sea of life, no force can assuage.
On, over emotional mountains, now like a Condor,
With wings of faith and heart of hopes.
It’s eyes of sharpened steel, grow fonder
And tenderness with charity elopes.
This journey, long yet nought in time’s
All dimensional, vibrating tunnel,
Where light and darkness meets, combines
And the energy produces a swirling vortex funnel.
Eternal love and ancient friendship
No earthly example can compare,
The sureness of self, no ego trip.
All spirits act as one, His love to share.
No pressure to choose, held safe in His arms.
Self-judgement completed, I stand, loved.
Oh, so loved. How love becalms.
Held firmly but gently like a hand, gloved.
Decision made by thought and deed.
The outcome now designed and set.
Return I must, to sow more seed
For other spirits’ needs. All goals reset.
The task, now set, it’s course let run
In human form encumbered now.
Body, mind and spirit, now one,
The empty void with energy endow.
Return again to this? Cold, rigid and unyielding
This cocoon, this husk, a mortal vehicle.
Yet, like a warrior, experience wielding,
The hope of years, no recall, shielding.
No more to soar with spirits powers,
Until recalled to deal with matters.
I live for years and weeks and hours,
In oblivion’s peace, where no word matters.
A glimpse, a hint is all I glean
Through another’s experience of eternal things,
A record of light forgotten, felt and seen,
Where angels envelop me with their wings.
Amen