When my eyes are closed so much better i see.
Through the eyes of my mind, all comes clear to me.
No mirage or vision, but a picture so bright,
As clearly defined, like a star in the night.
When all is quiet, it is then that i hear
The wisdom of words that come not to my ear.
They tell me so much of all sorts of things;
I hear them as clear as a bell when it rings.
From within me i hear, and also i see
Much more than my eyes or my ears bring to me,
For there i have stored for all worldly needs
Whatever i wish for, to use for good deeds.
The Voice from within speaks in whispers so low;
The eyes piercing sharply see all there's to know.
From the depth of somewhere within me alone
I see and I hear of all things that are known.
There's something within me thats surely a part,
Aside from myself, my ego or heart,
That lives deep within me as surely as I.
With its ear i hear and I see with its eye.
This something or someone - i'll leave it to you
To look for your own, for you must have it, too.
And this is something you'll not have to guess;
You'll know it for sure, be it no, be it yes.

SS Surman


Peace and blessings, Love and Light