Where are you, my Prophet?
Under the crescent moon
I waited for you,
struggling to envision
every detail of your face.
Only in full moon's silver sheen
did you appear at last,
an apparition of perfection
surrounded by light,
illuminated by peace.
On dark moonless nights,
your serene face eludes me;
but your eyes, my Seer,
oh, how they burn before me;
day and night they scorch my soul!
Eyes that never leave my sight,
like orbs of heavenly fire,
they plead and summon me
to experience Truth's epiphany,
and cease my endless search.
Where are you, my Oracle?
The lark awaits your coming
that it may sing
and celebrate
the wholeness of the moon.
Author notes
Option 6.
Written March 26th, 2005
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A Masterpiece
Ah,one of the best..I ever read in AllPoetry, what a talent my dear friend.Your prophet, your seer is mine as well..our Gibran..your deep spirituality is away beyond any written words..I must stop here I guess and go read more of your marvelous work,best wishes from the Arabian desert
AJ -
Marvelous
This is truly beautiful. YOu work has a spiritual quality that transends time and space. -
Your kind words are poetic in themselves. Coming from a master writer such as yourself, from One who "knows" and writes from the heart, your comment a gentle blessing that is greatly appreciated.
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This is beautiful and full of illuminating lunar imagery. I love poems about the moon. You have captured its captivating essence in this piece. You have a masterful write here, fine poet. I will ponder your words as the moon rises tonight.
peace-
Toltec Warrior -
As always, I am blown away by the tenderess of this poem. I felt a piece of myself in each line, reflecting you as well. You will certainly understand that sentiment, dearest Silentium. A wonderful write!
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Exhilerating
I'm in Vermont and howled at the full hugh silver moon last night and low and behold, I'm rewarded by beautiful words from my favorite one! It has been a strange March! I love it when you write something beautiful, my wonderful Silentium! Thank You, my spirits are lifted by your gift of a new poem! -
Me thinks you may have already found it! Your graceful words leave the reader in awe of their beauty.
Peace
doug
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Oh my! Such words! Too beautiful to comment upon. I hope you find that which you seek dear Poet. For you are One.
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