Epiphany in Solitude

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Epiphany in Solitude Epiphany in Solitude

Poem by: Eskay Miras

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Genre: Poetry

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The first poem I EVER wrote. Written after I had to leave home and live in Wales for 2 years :|

Summary

The first poem I EVER wrote. Written after I had to leave home and live in Wales for 2 years :|

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Submitted: March 01, 2013

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Submitted: March 01, 2013

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Epiphany

 

The silence is deafening, and

The feeling lacks articulation.

I am incomplete, a mere fragment of life.

Emotions flow like a river of fire,

And loud whispers of my hearts desire

Echo heavily around me. Calling

Calling

Calling to no reply.

 

I have only Nostalgia as my abstract companion.

An eddy of forgotten faces finally found and

Brought back to life; an answered orison

 

To question is to doubt, and

To doubt is to destroy Faith. Faith

That keeps me anchored against the will to fly-

A heavy feather. C'est moi, non?

 

If I could shout into the intimacy of night,

To the Moon,

And Stars,

If I could shout to the rising Sun

With its glory of reborn blaze,

Then I utter my bankrupt creed: I exist.

But Mother Nature drowns my voice.

The crashing of the stream,

  The singing of birds. All joyous

Mocking.

 

But then I feel! I touch. O, sweet softness,

O mother of comfort, O bringer of merriment!

 

My heart beats the rhythm of love

Each beat awakening my hibernating senses.

I see. I hear.

 

I finally understand.


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