where the words are stars taking shape

Devon Webb Devon Webb

// GOD’S NAME //

Granddad I wish you were still alive

the angels are calling & you spoke their language

everything glows indigo I

know you can see it from heaven

I went to the beach last week call it

destiny or fate pulling at strings

I was looking out to sea musing these metaphysical things

when the frequencies foretold of a tsunami

it was a big one this time, the earth shaking the world

Granddad I left that shore with God’s name in my mouth

not in vain in reverence

I’ve always believed in omens & deities

but in that sand He taught me to kneel

are the angels loud up there Granddad?

what do they sound like on the higher plane because

here post-awakening the bus uplifts me like a blessing

& everything I see out the window seems like a Sign in the synchronistic way

where does all this light come from? the sky? my eyes?

Granddad I haven’t felt normal for a while

& the dark never made sense

but I think I understand it now

the language that is my inheritance

what did you say the day I was born

because the lights all bowed their heads

by chance Mum named me my Destiny

God didn’t make me for less

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Devon Webb Devon Webb

Welcome to The Vision

What is The Indigo Vision? Time will tell—I have learnt that some stories cannot be told all at once. Some dreams are impossible to describe until they're real.
For now, it is a place on the internet for the light to get in. Somewhere for sincerity, away from algorithms & ego & superficiality. It is where I want to be & the change I wish to see.  
It will evolve like everything but I can't wait for it to be perfect before I begin. All I can do is say Welcome—to where I hope to give shape to the stars in my eyes. 
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