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INNER MYSTERY by Sonja Marie Phillips- Hollie

Poetry has always been my refuge, my friend, my jubilation!

I write most of my poetry in many different places of solitude. At other times, poetry is revealed to me in my dreams, at a park or as I sit near a pond. That is where I can really grasp the beauty of truth within my soul, and it is where my world begins to awaken.

My latest poem "Inner Mystery" below, has sort of took on its own metamorphosis, within "me". Almost like a divine force was guiding my pen. I have learned that as poets we often enter through the door of grief and our successive doors are doors of being birthed anew: a shedding of our false selves, an inner transformation. 

Since the loss of my beloved Mother four years ago, I have noticed my poetry is transforming, taking me on a journey of inner healing and comfort.  Uncovering things that had been lying dormant and hidden for years. Nothing can prepare you for the loss of a loved one, but somehow I find solace in knowing that my beloved mother is back with the peace and love she emanated from.

I am thankful for all the trials and troubles in my life, they are the birthing pangs of being born into a better "me".

Inner Mystery

There is a divinity
inside of me,
that no eye can see.
She is called Love,
Wisdom and Mystery.
And all that I Am, is She.
within her Providence,
lies the universal cathedral
in a mystery.
and deep within her crown lies the sacred energy.
There is a divinity inside of me,
an image no eye can see.
she is called deception,
darkness and iniquity!
her fragrance is duality.
At last,
I too must embrace her
All that is She.
Because all that I am, is She.



Sonja Marie Phillips- Hollie: I was born in the Windy City of Chicago but now reside in Texas. I have a degree in Spanish and have worked as a bilingual translator, supervisor and Data Analyst for Student Life Programs on campus. One of my life passions has been acting as a counselor and mentor for at risk high school students. I enjoy reading and writing poetry, dancing and hope to one day write my first novel. I am a blend of many different ethnicities, and embrace them all! I also have a fascination with Egypt: a theme that often appears in my poems. I'm a mother of three beautiful daughters. My hope is that my poetry touches someone’s heart, comforts the lonely, or redeems a lost soul.


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