The past looms up at me
Provoking nostalgia.
I prod and probe to see what’s there
For healing…
Partiality, fragmentation,
Disjointed, nerves tingling,
Memories of justification
Appealing
In places, private;
Bored faces,
Non-listening ears –
Pent-up angry tears,
Talking non-stop,
I’ll blow my top!
Lessons for learning,
I’ve had my yearning…
Another screw-turn for the advancing soul
Another step t’ward return to the Whole!
A second Angel Poem by Catherine Palmer
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