The Very First Messages That Suzanne Giesemann Received From Spirit Were In The Form Of Poems. Suzanne Does Not Write Poetry And This Was A Way For Her Guides To Convince Her That The Messages Were Truly From Spirit. The Very First Poem From Spirit Was Delivered On July 12, 2009. After One Year, Her Guides Switched To Delivering Their Messages In Prose. Enjoy This First Year Of Poems Filled With Inspiration And Wisdom
Poem #196 – Paint on a Smile
Circus clowns with painted faces
Smile all the time.
Their happiness is painted on.
They always appear fine.
If you could only realize
You’re like […]
Poem #195 – Glimpses of Divinity
Rows of corn reach up to the sky-
Their long green stalks as high as the eye.
A sunflower stands on guard […]
Poem #194 – Balance
“Honor they Father” …
Good advice for any soul.
But honor thy Mother as well,
For both parts make up the whole.
The masculine […]
Poem #193 – On Natural Law
Suffer the little children.
Where’s the reason in this?
Why do the innocent ones
Experience anything but bliss?
All results from cause and effect.
It […]
Poem #192 – True Strength
Here come the elephants
With their trunks so long,
Raising them into the air
To spout a hearty song.
Trumpeting, you call it.
A bellow, […]
Poem #191
In the aftermath
Silent tears
Unspoken fears
Amid the crushing silence
Who is there to help?
Send out a prayer
Is no one there?
Anxiously you wait
A […]
Poem #190 – Love Can Heal
Comfort comes in many forms:
A touch, a kiss, a smiling face…
But always when there’s love involved
Will you find peace in […]
Poem #188 – Who You Really Are
True beauty lies not in a lash …
A finely painted face.
The beauty of the human soul
Is the same in every […]
Poem #187
Look down upon the huddled masses.
Compassion wells.
Your heart speaks without words.
Torture could not hurt as badly.
Suffer this feeling gladly.
‘Tis the […]
Poem #186 – On Prayer
Miracles happen every day
When you quietly sit and pray.
Oh, how powerful is the word
Which so often goes unheard.
We hear you […]
Poem #185 – Eternal Spirit
Quiet like the snowfall
Whispers on the breeze,
The rustle of the branches
As it moves softly through the trees …
Spirit seems ephemeral […]