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TURN YOUR TV SPIRIT ON by Nejoud Al-Yagout

In life, we are vibrate at various frequencies of consciousness…

These two poems are from my first book of poetry, This is an imprint, which is a compilation of 58 pairs of poems. The first poem in each pair is written on a low frequency or angst, grief or identity crisis while its response is written from a higher level of consciousness or awareness. Turn Your TV Spirit On discusses a selfish love in which the speaker sees only the beloved. This love brings with it pleasure and pain. The response - Turn Your Spirit On - is a poem about expansive, universal love and the field that unites all of humanity.
Pictured is the author, Nejoud Al-Yagout
Turn your TV spirit on
by Nejoud Al-Yagout

I have surfed the channels of your soul
Electric vibes cascaded from your aura

In one field of energy, I swallowed your pain
In one field of energy, I dwelt with madness
(encumbered by la vie jolie)
In one field of energy, I cherished youthfulness
In one field of energy, I knew you would give in 
(to the scattered seagulls on the shore)
In one field of energy, I softly challenged your essence
In one field of energy, I danced with darkness
(befriending the sunless jasmines on the pavement)
In one field of energy, I welcomed your faith
In one field of energy, I walked along the lines of your soul

I have surfed the channels of you
And the secret is ours

Turn Your Spirit On 

There is only one field of energy
And that's not a secret (any more)

It may look black or white
But it is one field

Neither gray, nor colorless
Neither here, nor there
Nor nowhere

Just one field
No need to yield to it
For we are already there

There is only one field of energy
And it's mighty fine.


(Click play to listen to Nejoud recite this poem)




Nejoud Al-Yagout is a Kuwaiti poet who has authored two books - This is an imprint and Awake in the Game of Pretending. The first book is a compilation of 58 pairs of poems. The first poem in each pair is written on a low frequency or angst, grief or identity crisis while its response is written from a higher level of consciousness or awareness. My second book of poems chronicles a spiritual journey in six chapters: Awakening, Dark Night of the Soul, The Matrix, Realm-Love, Forum of Expression and The Divine. Al-Yagout has lived in various countries such as Pakistan, Italy, China, the UAE and UK. She currently resides in her country of origin - Kuwait. For further information, please visit her website here, youtube channel or connect with her on Facebook or Twitter. 


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