I Walked With My Spirit Today Poem by Vision Ghost

Moved away a branch, to see a face that I knew of myself
Startled until I bore recognition, like a photograph on a shelf
This spirit of me that just stood here, and allowed to be seen
Neither fearful nor zealous, I asked for what this could mean?

It replied to me to walk within its steps, as in every moment
As natural to me as conversation, we walked in a sentiment
Of seeing ones face and being presented, before me this way
To scrutinise one so closely, to acknowledge myself this day

A reflection yet in this physical state, an anomaly possibly
As I am in clarity here, and fear that this is only temporary
For a visitation of myself; decreed a warning for the future?
Or a manifestation for which comprehension, takes leisure?

Be it far in me to try, and fathom the meaning of myself now
Speaking to me in tones, only I would seek as I rub my brow
I smile as we recreate the times, when I was just being me
And the imageries between us of me, that in clarity I now see

My spirit asks me to take its hand, and as I do I see a reality
My reality, a personified grasping, of such visual acrimony
Crystal in definition, for a rekindling of times I was wrong
To the very days I awoke, and finally knew the truth for long

What is it in me that made me turn here, when it was another?
Direction I should have stepped, then to a differing conjure
But what was I to know, of the times when knew not of this
That each day I speed so much faster, toward this kind of bliss

But be aware of this time, that is squandered in many a search
For truth of happiness and fulfilment; and the clock doth lurch
Away the minutes of my life, so fast I forget the inevitable age
And grasp my moods of the foolishness, only found in a rage

For all the times, when I could have been something and let go
To realise my grounds fertility now, as I plant my seeds to sow
Germinate what may but never, assimilate bare ground to leave
For of every abandoned occasion is lost, that shall never reprieve