The Writer, the Lightworker
Empath’s poem for her tribe- why empath’s write
Stringing words
That surge
With emotion
Like a secret potion
With intention
Of invoking another dimension
Lighting you up
Filling your cup
With words that soothe
Words that move
One to feel
To see what is real
Eyes are the window
Of the soul
Words are the quill of the heart
Pieces of self I wish to impart
To kindred beings
Words can be freeing
From the delusion
The illusion
Of being alone
Unseen, unknown
I understand your plight
I wish to share light
Illumination
Via communication
Through all sorts of weather
We travel this path together
You are my sister, my brother
My father, my mother
Connected
Affected
Invisible threads bind
All of humankind
Subscribe
To the tribe
You find striking
That suits your liking
That speaks the language of you
Those that see you through
Trust the invisible force
To direct your course
To make a way
To receive light today
About the Creator
Bridget Vaughn
Bridget Vaughn is a Freelance Writer and a Yoga Teacher with a passion for creating meaningful heartfelt content.
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