In a mirror
Darkly
Is
This me
I see
Standing on a precipice
In shackles yet not free
(Which is shackle, which is me?)
Transform this shackle
Into Me
And I shall Be
I AM!
On wings of Fire
Then to soar
Into the Sun
I AM
In One
No fear of Falling evermore . . .
Author notes
Gold winner: April 2005
Written September 8th, 1986
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I might have taken some alternate view of this wonderful piece away with my reading,then others have. Or you as author intended. Might be because I've known the "I Am" from childhood's memories as being the collective spiritual energy of all of us combined. And progression in life experiences forming our own brand of shackles unique to each of us. It's a very deeply spiritual poem. In that it reflects the living immortal soul during restricted times of trials.But it ends on the positive as being sit free in knowledgeable wisdom and becoming one again in pure essence with the sum total of all. The "I Am". I sincerely hope this made sense,if not....you are now confused and think me a bit of a flake. Ha! Fear not,poetry and it's meaning is as individually an open ended translation as the stars in the heavens. Excuse my ramblings.This in my interpration is sheer beauty of verse.
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Hood Winked!!
You are being Hood Winked and I am so looking forward to the pleasure of your poetic journey laying before me. I have tried three times now so with luck I like to go back to the early pieces and walk through even so briefly along the path. This poem has left me lingering in thought having read it a number of times. I like how you take the dark and turn into light to the ending of not holding fear. Very nicely penned. Thank you for the pleasure
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WOW! A very good poem with a touch of wonder, philosophy, great thoughts and excellent choice of words. This flowed well and put forth great imagery in a few lines. I love the part about shackles and you. The last stanza which speaks of merging with the Cosmos is my favourite.
Best of luck in the contest,
Charishma
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dearest gennelle,
thank you so much for having chosen this poem for the contest. it must have been a difficult choice for you to make, as I realized how many incredibly profound and inspiring poems you have in your collection.
but you chose a very powerful poem, with a very strong transformational force dwelling within. it is not only composed of words of wisdom and eternal truth, but at the same time speaks from an experimental level. I can recognize in you a very profound being who seems to have thoroughly studied traditional and metaphysical wisdom teachings of broad horizons, having integrated those teachings within your inner self. I am very honored to meet you on the occasion of this contest and thank you very much for participating.
the best of luck to you in it.
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This is quite good, particularly for a first poem. The philosophy in it seems really worth pondering.
~Diana -
Now I remember.
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In a mirror darkly I see... isn't it strange that we do reflect so darkly upon ourselves, when the goal is to be a child of the light. The idea that we are our own shackles, that we set our own limits by arguing them. is an epiphany of sorts. I like the metaphors in this, especially soaring in the sun (truth and wisdom revealed). Wings spread under the sun is such a free wheeling image of freedom and joy. ~ K ~
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This is very thought provoking, I had ti read it twice and I still missed bits, very well done, good flow and well written.
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Beautiflly done. Congradulations on the gold. Wonderful job
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This really is amazing it seems so dark at first read, but after reading through it a couple times. Bravo on the gold it is I am sure well deserved.
YOu are a great writer and I wish you would give us something new more often!!!
susan -
Thank you for your comment and applause, Mr V!
Most appreciated. Actually, this is a very old one of mine written 1986. It is one of hope, though... and it was realized 
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Congratulations on your gold dear, it is well deserved. i certainly didn't expect something like this from you, thou are a bit of a chameleon. that thee even turned black for this poem. i am so used to your colorful pages, although my favorite color Is black. of course its alot easier on the eyeballs. this is very well written and a twist from other writes i have read of yours. not as uplifting i suppose, that is it. i never knew this side of you. i hope all is well take care.
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This I like
There's just something about it. I am new to this site and this is my first contest (being run in collaberation with Tumbleweed) and I can already tell I will enjoy reading your work Good job and good luck in the contest
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Another beautiful poem. This one has a slow and steady quality...you set the reader up into this wonderful collision of thoughts...
"(Which is shackle, which is me?)"
Loved the line-
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Oh my! Thank you, Margaret!
Isn't that funny, one you missed. This is about the first I wrote (at least as an adult, that I kept).
~G
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Exquisite
Well, I'm blessed, a poem of yours I have not seen!
This seems to me the very experience of enlightenment, which takes human weakness and transforms it into the wings which lift us up. The shackles are ME, and when I see that, suddenly they bind no more. Just one interpretation, I'm sure!
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Thank you! Appreciate your comment.
~ G
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I really felt this piece. Very short, it rubs up and down your spine and leaves a mark in your mind without you ever realizing it. Excellent.
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wow, that is amazing, i love the way you capture so much with the line at the end of the first stanza, i guess you call "em" stanza's.
Standing on a precipice
In shackles yet not free
(Which is shackle, which is me?)
i absolutely love this line, it makes me really think about my own search for truth, and how a lot of times it was me that held me back the most, i was also really taken by the next part
Transform this shackle
Into Me
And I shall Be
I AM!
which made me think of one who is realizing that it is their own doing, this thing which holds, the shackle as you so nicely put it. i really enjoyed this, very well written and nicely done -
i love this and 'for love'. these two poems describe me perfectly right now, i feel so light and free...ha, that sounds dumb but im so glad i read this. awesome writes
~Mary -
winner
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Very nice poem. It says a lot about the power of Faith I think. If this is your first work posted, I look forward to reading more.
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Thank you for your kind comment and applause,
~ G
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Great
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Thank you for your comments, they are most appreciated. Would it help if you read 'Sun' as Son? I thought I read you are a Minister... and you have a hard time with "the abstract"? That is funny! LOL!
~Maatkara
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This certainly flows rapidly and smoothly. I stayed with your train of thought until the last stanza. I have a hard time grasping the abstract. lol What I read is well written and I look forward to reading more.
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