PREMONITION

In the depths of the mind, where shadows sway,
Whispers of the future find their way.
A premonition, a mystical guide,
Calling us forth, to trust what is inside.

In the silence of night, when dreams unfold,
Visions take shape, their stories untold.
A glimpse of what is to come, like ripples in a stream,
Premonition’s gift, a mystical theme.

Oh, trust your instincts, the compass within,
A guiding light, through thick and thin.
When doubts cloud the path, and choices confide,
Premonition’s touch, shall be your guide.

Through veils of uncertainty, it may appear,
A faint whisper, a hushed voice, so clear.
An inner knowing, a spark in the soul,
Premonition’s call, to make you whole.

In moments of doubt, when questions arise,
Listen to that voice, with keen, watchful eyes.
For the premonition, like a gentle breeze,
Unveils the truth, unlocks mysteries.

Do not dismiss, the wisdom it imparts,
For it whispers secrets, to open our hearts.
In the ebb and flow of life’s unknown tide,
Premonition’s presence, we must confide.

Embrace the signs, both subtle and grand,
Trust your intuition, hand in hand.
The universe speaks, in mysterious ways,
Premonition’s dance, through nights and days.

For within us lies, a deeper sight,
A sixth sense awakened, in moments of plight.
So heed the whispers, from realms unseen,
Premonition’s magic, a gift serene.

In the tapestry of life, where destinies entwine,
Premonition’s guidance, a treasure to find.
Trust the inklings, that stir in your core,
And let your instincts lead you evermore.

My dear seeker, trust the premonition’s art,
Let it ignite your spirit, awaken your heart.
For in its whispers, lies a truth untold,
Trusting your instincts, the key to unfold.

© Ifedolapo