I dunno,
But today I feel,
Like Mary left,
T’was all a dream.
I tried to tell,
mum today,
about my visions,
why we all have to pray.
But she just scoffed,
said its the drugs.
hallucinations,
of Mary with doves.
I told her I wasn’t,
imagining it.
The visions of light,
dancing over her a bit.
I couldn’t believe,
my very own eyes.
But when I saw her,
I nearly died in surprise.
There something about
the eyes that say,
I’m real and functioning,
I’m consciously connected today.
But Mary’s eyes
were a universe,
of love and pain,
like she wasn’t rehearsed.
She could see through my,
fragile soul.
Know all the pain,
that I had to reveal.
Its all meant to be,
this pain for you,
Its God big plan,
and your in it too.
The just rewards
are flowing in
Just open your heart
and let it sing.
And so I praised and so I sung,
In my head I started to run.
I ran towards the light provided,
one in each eye so as not to divide it.
But now the tears come flowing in,
as I’m afraid its just a dream to bin.
I’ll never forget my own medjugorje,
she wants me to pull it – out of the foray.