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To Those Who Have Gone
Before Me (My Ancestors)
Come to me in my hour of need,
those who have gone before me.
I am here—yet I am not—because
I don’t really know where I am!
I feel so very lost in this world and
am profoundly longing to be found.
So come rushing in, my friends, and
whisper to me which way to run!
I need to know the road that I should
take to find my way as you have done.
-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Small All White in the Forest)
"I am no barrier to its sun; the light and I are as one!"
My Poetic Notes:
The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I wrote this poem during one of my many periods of self-questioning when I was confused about how to proceed with my life. And I was praying to "To Those Who Have Gone Before Me," or my ancestors, if you will, in order to gain insight from those older souls!
And this poem was also published on my "Three Dark Horses" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message I am trying to convey through "Three Dark Horses" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer." Plus, I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message I am trying to convey through my new "The Oneness Of God" spiritual practice!
This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.
-Paulee
https://threedarkhorses.blogspot.com
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com
This "Small All White in the Forest" Post No. 045 was edited on May 6th, 2024.
"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]
