From out of the depths of a crystal clear spring,
a child is born to a world of mystical
degradation and the dictatorial,
dichotomization of truth.
Diluting what her heart learned
in other worlds and other times.
Bemused, befuddled and bewildered,
it will test the limits
of her ability to endure.
She stumbles to find her footing
back to the serene wilderness;
where the raven once flew and perched on the totem
of life ~ illuminating the darkness for all
who balanced on the precipice of shadows --
She cries out ... is anyone listening?
She catches the ears and eyes of the deaf and blind,
who wander aimlessly among the stones ~
trying to feel their way across the mighty rivers.
back to their homeland. Caught up in the swift
current of a changing tide, they flail
their blood-tipped canes of white, sensing
opposition to their seeking from all sides.
she knows their struggle and empathizes.
Feeling alone in her thoughts
she journeys on …
From out of nowhere a stranger is by her side;
a man, who had known the waves
of indecision and had hesitated with each storm.
A sailor of rough seas who took on bounty
for the "good of all," All - who knew
Elysian fields and those fields
blessed by the sun ~ green fields where nature
could run wild and free …
He told her of those places and she desired to go there!
He guides her safely to the other side,
points the way and promptly disappears.
The bleak, narrow path winds its way
through hot, desert sands before coming
to an oasis where she is refreshed once again.
She sees the mountains looming in the far-off distance
and the road is weary and long as she continues on.
Thoughts are impaled by the sharp prickles
of cacti and the rattle of sidewinders alert
of impending danger. Sandstorms come to rest
in her eyes, blinding the new sight.
Frigid nights hang large, bright stars
just out of arms reach, signifying
the ellusiveness of dreams.
Hotter than Hades days, suck
the breath of life from her lungs
Her parched dry lips long to speak again.
To share what she once knew,
before she awakened to this desolation.
Gradually the sand gives way and relinquishes
to soft, green grass; Hope is revived.
A fresh wind breezes a gentle scent
of flowers, scattered here and there.
Awakening again, she hears whispers
of nature and sees the rainbow arcing the heavens.
With senses regained she smells the distant
rain and is comforted. Comforted in the knowledge
that she does not walk alone …
Her searchlight scans each mysterious
horizon, as hands circle the face of time.
She seeks divine intervention
for comprehension of those magical
forces that surround her. She feels
each mythical goddess breathe within her.
Her shield held high, she gazes up to the heavens.
and as that curtain rises she vows
to look downward no more ...
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Author notes
I wrote this poem with the thought in mind that as a new born we are as pure as the morning sun and as we grow & mature we begin to realize that life is not all that it seems. We are taught things that aren't true and are tossed about with "double speak" that just doesn't gel with the truth that our hearts know. We are constantly faced with the trials and tribulations along the way, that constantly test us. At some point I came to realize that "I am on my way to the place called heaven" and must keep my eyes wide open and my heart ready for that mystical place!
A contest entry
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A beautiful poem! It unravels the journey of life brilliantly.
My favorite lines:
Frigid nights hang large, bright stars
just out of arms reach, signifying
the ellusiveness of dreams.
A seemingly whispered thought captured in a moment.
Good job fellow poet!
Thanks for sharing and I wish you all the best in the contest. Keep writing my friend.
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Very interesting, and so very true, such nice choice of words and you've painted such nice imagery with them, great job.
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Powerful!!!!!
This was powerful to say the least!!! I am sure many of us can relate to this piece!! I wonder sometimes myself if anyone is listening, but in his own way God find a way to let me know he is there and always listening!!!This was just an intense and moving story! Thanks for entering our contest amd good luck!!!~~Jacen & Toni~~ -
Interesting... powerful and so true... well written. I think it's just fine the way it is z~
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Spiritual
This feels very spiritual and is wonderfully penned here. You make the reader feel an intense passion for everything that they feel Nicely done -
this has a supreme quality to the tone and meter
you have mastered a great talent
Tamara
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Amazing
Oh Gods... wow... what inspired you to write my story? Lol, sorry, I know it's not me, but it might as well be! This fits so perfectly sublime with my life... it makes me wonder. Getting bookmarked for sure! I can't express the feelings I felt when I read this... there are no words. Amazed is all I can conjure. Thanks so much for sharing such an awesome piece!!
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AWESOME
Such an extensive piece that you have penned here. It's so interesting. You have done a brilliant job. Such awesome imagery and vocabulary. sweet
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This is the spiritual journey clarified in poetic form. There are so many moments that I recognise and cherish now that I look back on my journey so far. I loved the mythical references and the physical as well as mental experience so eloquently penned. This deserved a trophy. Excellent piece.
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Excellent
This is a magical journey throught the ups and downs of your life Joy. The thing I like the most about it is the hope and understanding of the beauty of life that it leaves you with. Well done, girl!
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Bravo!
This is an epic quest for meaning and spiritual sanctuary in a hostile universe, Joy. A very ambitious poem, full of fantastical imagery and well-chosen words--a big theme in every sense of the word.
The only thing that jarred (for me) was the man who "...points the way and promptly disappears." The use of the word "promptly" seems to be too convenient and dismissive. Apart from that, I can see nothing wrong with this wonderful piece of epic poetry. Well done.
Bill
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Jam Packed Peice
So much meaning jam packed into this piece. Something you are drawn to read again and again. The turn of phrase is beautifully done! Tell's a story you want more of, thanks for entering ;p Gl in the contest! -
Nice : )
This is a long poem of a pilgrimage in symbolic themes. The inner journey is self-knowledge as regenerating daily and defeating the underworld. Magic has no effects into uncharted regions and is expelled at a higher spiritual level. Your poem is great and enjoyable, lots of work. I write mainly erotic poetry which is hotter for my husband. I love my man Good luck with the contest.
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Real Interesting
I like that its very visual,you can picture every aspect through the rich detail
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Wow, what a vocabulary! This is a nice write, overall. However, I think you might have misspelled "allusiveness" I believe it starts with an E. Have a nice day, my fellow poet!
~Shine
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