A poem by Eva Bielby
The Door to Love and Peace
I close
my eyes,
breathing
deep for a while.
I
visualise my door
and it
appears yet again,
opening
up to me.
And I…
I can
feel them again.
Enveloped
in their warmth,
I wait,
feeling
beautiful peace.
One moves
in closer.
Happy
feelings,
laughter.
I
recognise the one
up close
to me.
Protective
and
making me
feel safe.
Loving.
Such overwhelming
love for me.
Encouraging.
I feel
strength.
He speaks
words
only for me.
So subtle
yet so
clear.
Words
that bring peace
and
happiness.
For he is
happy,
in a
world where hatred
does not
exist.
In a
world
many
can’t comprehend.
In a
world
where
pain is not felt.
Yet I,
deep in
my heart,
I know.
I know
his other world.
I will
return to that world
when from
ours
I depart.
When my
door opens
to me for
the final time,
they will
come for me
and guide
me across their threshold.
My
journey will come to an end.
The door will
close behind me,
my door
to love and peace.
Love and
peace…
finally
mine.
A
beautiful new world
where
exists…only love and peace.
They will
wait for me…
wait for
me to come home.
Infinite
love
and
infinite peace
wait just through my door.
Eva Bielby © July 2020
Eva Bielby
Eva Bielby was born in North Yorkshire in the Northeast of England. She has spent over thirty years of her working life as a company accountant. Eva has a keen interest in spiritualism/mediumship and has attended several workshops to develop her skills further. During her quieter moments, Eva enjoys a cryptic crossword, sudoku, and gardening.