Seeing from the centre point   – A poem on identity      

Super vision, subtle sight

Hidden from the senses

Sender and receiver of signals

Seat of intuition

Finer faculties at my disposal

Functioning together

To inform and direct expression

Open to influence, capable of deceit

Unlimited potential, endlessly creative

Manifesting into matter

The metaphysical and material

Mixing together

Sifting, sorting

So much information

Moving into overload

Time to close down

Wondering who is the master?

My friend has become my foe

Perhaps I need a mentor

To resolve this relationship

So Much Love – Poems by Christine Bell