I stand just beyond your reach
My purpose now only to teach
Less tangible, but no less real
I can still see, hear and feel
Your love from across the chasm
I am not a ghostly phantasm
Out of sight behind a shimmering weave
How could you think I could bear to leave?
Bathed in a torrent of your tears
Aware of all of your wounds and fears
Silence masked in the roar of the beach
As breakers of sorrow crash against the breach
Echo the thunder of your hearts breaking
Buffeted in the wind of your sigh’s making
Unseen by thousands of eyes
Humbled by your heartfelt cries
I am free to stay or go
I choose to stay so you will know
I walk with you, whisper in your ears
With my kiss I silence your tears
Can you feel me? I cradle you in my arms
Rock you against my breast, keep you from harm
Each and every one intimately known
My love for you has never flown
I promise you, you are not alone
My heart has always beat in tempo with yours
I’m here behind invisible doors
You never have to ask Will You Be There
Just know I am … and we can share
This wondrous planet where we can play
Reach out for me, I’m not far away
In the moment of my death
The instant of my last breath
I knew I couldn’t leave you behind
God whispered to me within my mind
“Welcome home, My Beloved Son,
I am well pleased. Your race is won.
I am proud of you. You helped them see
The many different colors and faces of Me.
With every breath you tried to aid
You’ll never know the lives you saved.
Come home to me, my arms await
To enfold you in love at the gate
But you are free to stay or go
You may choose to stay so they will know.”
“Abba, I cannot leave them
See how their world works to deceive them
Can you not hear their cries?
How their hearts recoil from the lies
They still need my help to weather their storms
They still need my presence ‘tho they can’t see my form
My work is not yet done, my contract unfulfilled
I have not healed them, they are still ill
The error of their ways I showed
It takes time for the seed I planted to grow
Am I free to stay or go?
May I choose to stay so they will know?”
I tried so often
To tell you how I felt
My love for you beyond measure
I poured it into all I said and did
To bring you joy, to bring you pleasure
Help you escape the vicissitudes of life
Aide you through your struggles and strife
Give you hope when darkness closes in
Light your way through your valleys of sin
My quest for perfection was not for my glory
But for His … And yours
Did you really think I could leave?
Didn’t you know I would linger
Arms outstretched to welcome you home?
I am not just a dancer, a singer.
Didn’t I tell you I’ll always be there
Just call my name, you are not alone
Don’t walk away and we will share
Right here on Earth, our beautiful home
Whatever happens, don’t let go of my hand
A new consciousness, a higher purpose for man
Much more in line with the prophet’s plan
Heaven can wait, you are my life
As you always have been
‘Tho invisible and Speechless
I speak now from within.
Listen closely
My voice still reminds
Through the music I left you
In your hearts
In your minds
I am free to stay or go
I choose to stay and bring you all home.
Jan
Oh my, girl, you have been busy! I’m in tears!!! This touched me in so many ways I can’t even describe right now! I will be back to say more…I promise! ;~)
With love and gratitude,
Char
I ran into your blog today and it is amazing.
Your last post left me speachless because I feel it is that way.
I know well what a Bodhisattva is… they stay to help…
You put in words what my heart feels… thank you so much!
This is one of the few poems I wrote to him, I think he really heard us:
A bit of rest for you, my dear
But don’t forget about us here
Sing and pray for us all, please
Remember those who are in need.
Now that you are There you can do more
To help us fill the world with LOVE
(July 23rd, 2009)
Thanks for stopping by Isabella and I appreciate your kind words regarding my little blog. Please stop by often because I keep getting these inspirations that just won’t leave me alone. I can only think that Michael is moving me, like he is moving so many of us in our world. I pray he continues to do so.
And Charlene, as always, I’m glad to see you here. I will look forward to your comments.
Jan
Isabella, I almost forgot … thanks for sharing your poem 🙂
Jan
You are welcome… here it is in video on my YT channel dedicated to him.
(I have another one of variuos arguments, spirituality, dance, music, art in geeral)
The music is by Luigi Einaudi, a contemporary composer, and that one is incredibly nice…so I felt it was right for sneding my poem to heaven…
Oh, my goodness. That is beautiful, Isabella … and the music is amazing. Truly uplifting. Thank you for sharing.
Jan
Here you can hear the entire piece, you’ll see that after 2 minutes it becomes so strong… every time I listen to it I get shivers and my heart explode with joy… he was truly insired when he wrote this…
I think that Michael knew about this composer since he liked classical music so much 🙂
Here is his web site
http://www.einaudiwebsite.com/
The piece ‘Primavera’ (Spring) is in the album ‘Divenire’ (Becoming)
Music is my medicine…
All my Love,
Isabella
Absolutely stunning. Thanks so much for all your efforts to put into words what we all feel.
Love and hugs
KTF
Mary
Oh my God, this is amazing. Thank you for sharing, Jan. It’s almost beyond words. Wow. This is exactly what I feel, what we all feel … he is here, with you, with me, always, just beyond our touch, but closer than we could believe, closer than our own hearts. And with love. For all time.
♥ ♥ ♥
BGG
You wrote what I felt. It touched me very deeply. It’s so profound and magical and beautiful!! It made me cry.
Over at MJJC I post things I find in a thread called “Positive websites and videos that celebrate MJ”. May I please repost your poem there and mention your blog’s url as the source ?
I’d appreciate it very much!
Much love
Elmira
Welcome to my little blog Elmira. Yes, I would appreciate being given credit as “Jan” and please do post my blog’s url along with the poem. I do this to uplift and encourage Michael’s fans. It would be self-defeating to horde it all to myself. I appreciate your asking first. Thank You.
I hope you will check back often because I am always writing something and usually end up posting it here.
Jan
Thank you Jan!! I appreciate it very much.
You are very gifted with words!
Together with Isabella’s video “Primavera” it will be so touching!
Just wanted to reply so I can click the “keep me updated on new posts” button!
Thank you. This has touched my heart in more ways than you can ever imagine. I needed this today and I know I found it because of that. I am in tears and speechless (which is rare for me!). This is the truth for me; I can’t stop crying tears of joy and appreciation. Another sign, I keep finding them. I wonder where they will lead me.
Much love to you dear friend.
Petra
Just now I was led to MajorLovePrayer.org which posted this poem only days ago and so led me to your site. One thing leads to another in the all-inclusive love chain created for us by Michael as he served his God-given purpose. The message of this poem is beautiful, and true.
Although I had never written professionally before, Michael’s passing triggered my researching and writing a non-fiction piece in which he is a part of the topic. For three months, I worked diligently on that and was pleased with how it was going. Although it took some while for me to understand this, I was then shown that the path I was on was not the path I was meant to be on.
In the middle of the night of October 1, 2009, I was awakened by poetry speaking to me from my mind. It would not leave me alone so, finally, I gave in, opened my laptop and wrote down the lines of poetry that were rushing out of my mind. I had no control over this poetry. I was not the author of it. It had nothing to do with me and, at that time in fact, I didn’t even understand what parts of it meant. I had no answers for where and how and why, but I knew within three lines that it was Michael.
That this is happening through me took some time to accept. I knew pretty quickly that this writing is guided, that I am just the transcriber of it, because on June 25, 2009 I knew virtually nothing about Michael. I had never followed his music or his life and had no interest in doing so. I was simply a blank slate when it came to Michael. That fact has, however, allowed me to receive everything I’ve learned about Michael with an open mind, and heart.
For over a year and a half now, I have continued to receive this poetry. I do not see Michael’s ‘ghost’. I do not hear Michael saying what to write. When I read the poetry back, however, it is Michael’s voice that I hear speaking the words. Without my ever mentioning that, I have had people, the hair standing up on their goosebumps-covered arms, ask me to stop reading this poetry to them for a minute because they were so emotionally overcome from hearing Michael’s voice (not mine) speaking the words.
I have long ago now accepted that this is a God thing, that God is not finished allowing Michael to serve Him. Michael now serves differently than he did for the first almost 51 years of his life. He is no longer physically present with us but he is still laboring for us and this planet. Michael is very knowledgeable about Biblical scripture. His life has always been guided and patterned after the man he accepts as the most loving, giving, truth to ever live, Jesus the Christ.
When I began receiving this poetry I did not know this, but Michael and God did. Michael’s message was originally given to us by Christ when he instructed us, in the Lord’s Prayer, as to how we are to pray.
Our Father, which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Jesus taught us to pray to God that His kingdom come here, His will be done here – on earth. We can look forward to eternal life with God, in heaven, but we are to pray for and work for God’s kingdom to literally exist here on earth. There are many passages in the Bible that describe what that would be like. Michael is well aware of this. What Michael always hoped and prayed and worked for, for us and our planet home, was that we would all unite because in doing so we can create the bliss of God’s kingdom here on earth.
I am excited to share this writing with you. It belongs to you and I’m working very hard to send it to you. It is very emotional, as it shares Michael’s heart about both the wondrous joys and the agonizing sufferings he experienced. Sending it to all of you is just a matter of logistics. I’ve never published before and so am feeling my way through this. I am quite impatient about publishing because this writing is your gift from Michael, but I ask that you please be patient with me – or else help me find the way to send it. The writing is ready for you…
United in purpose through LOVE , Rosalynn
M.I.C.H.A.E.L.= L.O.V.E.
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