I AM LOSING TOUCH. by Karen Rice King
Comes and goes
Yet you never see the
As You are losing
As I am loving touch
Of Life and living.
I hear you breathing s0
Short and shallow
As you breathe.
Everywhere I meet you,
In the Natural Grocer’s parking lot.
Every time I see and/or watch
Your thoughts and emotions
Influence our air conditions.
Every time a kid made a gun from instructions on the internet
while you and yours were so fracking busy you did not notice how sad this Soul is and killed or injured
Says a lot why I only wanted to adopt. As if the ‘adopted’
will never kill.
My hands do not have blood dripping.
Your hands are dripping in blood and dirt you never?
Your hands are dripping in your Soul loss
Never healed and birthed kids and did NOT figure out
Who you are?
I embrace All I mention. I pray for all is revealed here.
Tonight, since the last Eclipse
I see perfectly what is unfolding.
All the layers
We as humans
And unkept promises
That should have never
Been spoken out loud.
I am tired of being tired of being
Human in the 3rd dimension.
Like the ‘Twilight Zone’ from the decade I supposedly
Chose to come back to in the 1950’s?
To this Planet of ours?
I embrace All who are suffering with loss of human life.
I am held by my Mother Earth and all the Heavens/Dimensions
With or without a breath of air.
May we all kneel on this Earth?
For those who have crossed over, whether our family or our supposed
It is TIME for YOU to acknowledge your part in this Theater of life…
let us find our way.
Somehow, before our Souls become fodder
for the evil no matter where they came from…
We live in a world of Polarity.
And I am sick of it!
Right…left. “I had a good home but I left.”
I Am Losing Touch© 2012 KarenRiceKing