OK, so in my clairvoyant training class, we have a rule: See it, say it.  I think that holds for what comes in words as well. As I was trying to take a nap yesterday, this not-so-serious poem came into my head. And when I thought it was done, it added some more lines.  So, here it is.  I’m not responsible, I just wrote it.

I wonder what

Made you come to Brazil.

I close my eyes and see

A woman.

Large dark eyes

And skin the color of tamarinds.

(Well, perhaps it was a man,

But I don’t do men,

So I’ll stick with the woman.)

So, as I said,

I see a woman,

Dark coffee and castanets,

Clothed only in her hair,

And she enfolds you

In the pure lament of sex and rain

Until your cries

Mingle with those of the monkeys,

And the flowers outside your window



What are you doing?

I ask.

You turn to me and wink.

I’m just meditating,

You say,

And kiss me.


About Alix Moore

Alix Moore is a soul healer, a soul teacher, and a powerful channel for the wisdom and healing of the Archangels. She is passionate about helping lightworkers learn and heal so that they can fully embody their god/dess selves and fulfill their missions to serve and support the evolution of planet. Connect with Alix at
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5 Responses to Perhaps?

  1. Pat Cegan says:

    II Corthians 12 tells us that there are 8 eight spiritual gifts one might have. We probably do not have all eight at this point of our evolution but each of us certainly can have several. I wonder what your gift is: prophesy, visions from the past? There are others that I suspect you have. Your poem made me laugh and want to know you better. Thanks! hugs, pat

  2. Alix Moore says:

    And you do know me, don’t you?

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