Hi Guys,

In many ways, a lot of us asorb and receive our messages in song or poem.

As I understand this, it is somehow, if the message is right for us, we resonate with the poem.

This communicaation is at a level that I do not understand (nor care)

I only know that it exists.

I wrote this poem last year as I started to see my way forward.

As you will see, it clearly creates my personal vision for the future in the present tense.

(I still have a long way to go)

I offer it here as a gift to anyone that it has meaning to or resonates with.


Debt Recovery



Deep, deep, deep I descend
Into the depths of debt and pretend
That some way, some how I’ll fix it up
And be able to drink from that prosperous cup

As deeper, deeper, I continue to slide
I struggle, I fight, I want to hide
My failure in not gaining an abundant life,
Full of love, of money, a wonderful wife

So how to turn this spiral around
To reverse the trend, to now astound
Those that watch my real despair
Even those that say they care

First I say the dreaded words,
I’m addicted to Debt, and even worse
I like it here it feels so safe,
Hidden away in my secret cave

If I come out, all rich and proud,
I feel I ought to wear the shroud
Of death and darkness to hide my song
So others can never see that they were wrong.

I am worthy, I say out loud
I’m one of God’s creatures, of which I’m proud
God has never made an error,
So now I no longer face the terror


Of being successful and gaining wealth
Abundance in love and joy and health
So calmly now I set my scene,
Money, prosperity is clearly seen

Flowing to me in flooding waves,
Pouring from those hidden caves
The Debt is gone and even better,
Prosperity is here, to the letter

And as I share my wealth around
What’s that I hear, another sound?
My heart is singing so full of joy
I’ve finally accepted that little boy

Who stiffly, terrified,lay in his bed
Scared of debt and feeling dead
To every one else who has felt this way
Welcome brother and join the fray.


So now I stride along my road
No longer carrying the heavy load
Abundance pours upon my soul
At last , at last, I’m feeling whole.


Roger W Bourne 30 October 2001



Sent with love and grattiude

Roger B

Roger,

I really loved your poem. Thank you so much for writing it and sharing it with us.

I totally get it.

Much love and abundance to you,
Lisa

Roger ~ Thank you for expressing your heart to us through this poem.

Even though I am in this journey because I believe this truth of freedom to the captives is attainable and is for everyone, only a few will truly follow this through to the end.

Having this poem as personal vision and as a testimony as to where you have been in this journey is not only encouraging to you, but to me as well. And it serves as a reminder to us of the the emotions, the sorrow, the process, and the joy set before us if we diligently put into practice the things we are learning.

I am married and in your words I can see in my beloved the expression/sorrow/deadness in which you write in the heart of my husband. I know that as I walk out of this darkness, my husband will see and will follow, and even begin to lead the way.

I am content to know that this is an individual journey as well as group journey. I am happy to meet you and to know you better though your creative expression. Thank you again.

Blessings, Peggy-Joy

Great job Roger - It clearly says it all. I really enjoyed reading your poem and could very much identify with it. Having been to the depths and crawling out, I can feel the feelings and look forward from there. Thanks to SOGR and a few other great teachers, I took the first step when I decided to change my mind. It's been up hill since then. Thank you for adding to my healing and recovering experience.
Creating and living Abundance
Juanita

Hi Roger,

Just love this poem and at the moment I can relate to paragraph 7.

Thanks for sharing it with everyone
Dina